Angelica Tao Poet Free verse

Manic Promises

Being in a crisis isn’t what hurts. 

Once the crisis recedes-

The mistakes I forgot in the process will wash up. 

I realize that I am only creating promises that everyone sees as burdens. 

I make the kind of sacrifices that everyone else only imagines they could make-

For no reason except to prove that I am the chosen one. 

All I have done is scare people-

Because I allow passion to become chaos. 

Trying to throw this world off balance. 

As if that alone is enough-

But this world teeters on quiet destruction. 

That a person like me is only meant to observe.

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