A Taste For Importance

A flavor on my tongue A signal solid and delivered A decision built on feeling alone Torturous as a scratch in my throat A ghost brought upon from my past A whisper of a plan It’s what I want It’s what I believe I need I convince myself I’m nothing without it I have a taste for importance An unjust decision to be what the world needs As necessary as the stars As crucial as the keeper of the sun To be the only one to stand and heal To hold the hands of the world I’ll slip into the ultimate responsibility It’s the only thing I think I need to be seen -s.grace