This Person I Am
Tell me you're just passing throughI don't need someone to say, "I do."
I rather have my freedom and be
A woman alone that seldom sees
Someone stirring thoughts in my head
Of frightening commitments that now lay dead.
I am not ready for your loving me.
I am not prepared for marriage to be
A bond that keeps me in your place.
I need my liberty; I need my space.
Please won't you just be satisfied?
I won't be the one again who cried
For ignorant choices made
That leave be bleeding from the cutting blade
That rips into the soul of my spirit.
I cannot take a chance because I fear it.
So, I will take the lonely street
And, I will face the one I meet
Who stares in the face of this mirror.
I am, she, the one who lives here.
Such as I am, I shall be thus so.
I will not act in another spousal show.
If one of us must be in pain
And feel the sorrow of rejection's rain,
I am sorry but it will not be
This person I am, the new whole me.
Kathy Lockhart
10/30/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-10-30 at 18:56
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