i see things that no human ever should:
the intricate coding of life
an emotion held by the gaze of one person to another
a tear falling silently that helps grow a daffodil.
i am a poet
i hear things that even a dog can't:
the crack of a mother's heart as the casket is lowered
the blow of the wind carrying messages between lovers
a silent prayer offered up to the universe.
i am a poet
i feel things too sharply and deeply:
rage that burns like a rioter's molotov cocktail
despair that drowns like sinking into honey
resentment that stings like a betrayal from a lover.
i am a poet
i understand things i wasn't meant to know:
why true happiness is an illusion
why real emotions are so highly sought after
why people do the things they do.
i am a poet
the right hand of my muse
always processing and internalizing the things
no one else can bear the burden of as
the ink from my quill stains my fingertips
forming delicate tattoos, letting everyone know
i am a poet.
Comments
That hit on so many levels, I can really feel the descriptions in here
Amazing read!
I had to read this so many times, it hits so well and so deep! Very relatable.
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