…edgar allan poe

…I looked up poets today- flawlessly poised poets today-

found myself envious in the power of their stance- strong spoken lyrics of so much strength , that their fists looked raised as they laid still beside them-

fell so deep in the embodiment of their enlightenment, that I misplaced the confidence of my own gift- pitying the sorrow that descriptively imprisons it-

now googling dark poets to better understand it- wondering if they’ll even get that im trying to relate; yet self-revive while sharing the dark spaces in my own gift- and if any souls would even get my own gift-

but then I remembered edgar allan poe-

but then I remembered edgar allan poe-

yes, then I remembered edgar allan poe-

and welcomed the me that I am.

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