Seth Cross Poet Free verse

Myself

Without the flowers
No one gives up attention

This is not pretty for me
This is not quite poetic

I am the essence of an overworked stress ball

I’m starting to scare myself

I am all that is obscurity

I am the personification of melancholy

The ones that care project themselves as if to sacrifice
But without the flowers, no one gives up attention

This is not in a dictionary
There is no reference mark

I sometimes forget to apologize to myself

I am not my life

I sometimes believe I can no longer take it all

I am not the subliminal message of verse

I am unspoken

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