Who I Am

In the hallowed halls of my heart has awakened. The perceived beautiful intimacy has been shakened. The trust so pure has been broken. The cry in my heart with pain has spoken. Accused of being jealous is not who I am. I am a free bird with wings of love is where I stand. If pain of the heart and I am not wanted. I will take flight from this perch undaunted. Causing pain of the heart to another is where I draw the line. My wings of Love is in flight for another, my last perch I see will be fine.