Bare

slowly, softly I let go

Those dreams, those images, those ideas of a better me
becoming a burden of guilt on my shoulders

I stand bare

and all I have left are my steps onwards
the places I take myself
the people I choose to love
the Place I run to when I feel I cannot take another breath

it is bewildering
terrifying

to not know where I am going

I grip on to the things I do know
the things I can control

You
could be so beautiful

I hardly dare reach out to take hold of you

But love is not to grasp
but to be



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Written on 2011-06-28 at 01:25

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melanie sue
And Love IS so universal, that anyone that knows love will understand these words more than instinct. Your words caught my eye and held me. I love what you have written and the way you expressed it. Thank you so much for sharing it.
2011-06-28


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I connect so deeply with the second and third lines as I'm sure many others would. It makes me think of the illusion created by the causal nature of society in influencing our wishes. It does indeed leave one bare. You are a very human and beautiful writer. Thanks for sharing with us.
2011-06-28