For Myself
i have this really bad habit.
i’m kind of like a crazed rabbit,
hopping between passions
and desperately seeking ardency.
i have this really bad habit.
i hold myself back,
fear letting myself be seen
because i’ll never be able to heal
from the inevitable sting
that comes from being kicked in the teeth
from reality.
i have this really bad habit.
when i reach out,
heart blinded by wide-eyed sincerity
and hands open to receive any grief,
i’m met with a
‘no, thank you’
‘i can’t ruin you’
‘this will break you’
‘you couldn’t possibly understand’
I had these really bad habits.
But, I think, I finally understand.
I may carry my heart on my sleeve,
Pursue big dreams that may seem too demanding,
Lead with little experience,
But I am doing everything to stay true to me.
A version of me that you may not appreciate
But that’s okay,
Because this is for myself.
@authorkaylynn
Copyright © Kaylynn Author | Year Posted 2020
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