Incapable
Incapable of love
I trip though glimpses of intimacy
Incapable of letting the guard down
Long enough to enjoy some type of emotion
Incapable of admitting I was wrong
Incapable of ever remembering those words I spoke
Incapable of living life to the fullest
Incapable of feeling any love for myself
Incapable of seeing a better life to come
Incapable of dreaming
Incapable of finding the right feelings to show
Incapable of moving forward when the past seems so filimar and safe
Incapable of showing vonunbality
Incapable of seeing past the flaws
Incapable of being anyone's lover
Incapable I am but not Incapable of wanting to change.
Incapable I am in these eyes but not those eyes
Incapable I shall be till my time comes to be capable to believe there is so much more to enjoy then dispise with in myself.
Copyright © David Grasby | Year Posted 2023
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