Separate Ways
A poem.

You say “sorry” like the
Word has the power
To make everything better
It erases the past
Eases my mind and sews
The two halves of my heart back together
They say an elephant’s
Memory is remarkable
And maybe mine is no where close
But all I know is when
I look at you I remember
Every wrong you’ve ever done me
Every time you overly criticized
Attacked and belittled me
Every time it felt like a shot through the heart
I see you and see these memories
I feel these pangs
In my chest flaring up when you speak
You twist my truths
Until they are no longer
Self-evident; unrecognizable
Our relationship was good,
Until it wasn’t
And you every day try to correct the problem
Maybe fixing it isn’t
What we need, but instead
We need to sew the seeds of separation
I need to grow,
To feel like I can finally thrive
Is all I want to know
To be myself in a world
Where all I’ve known is
That being myself isn’t good enough
Doing my best isn’t good enough
Wearing my best smile-
Nothing satisfies
I don’t want to live in a world
Where my actions are judged so harshly
But where I am loved for being me
I want a world where I can
Express my thoughts, my feelings
I have this seed, this motive I need to plant
This passion is poison
Inside of me, and with every waking moment
It longs to be free
Set out, seek out, dig and bury
Find a home where the passion can be carried
From one person to the next
Where the longing in me
Can fill another being
So others can love passionately
About the Author: My loves are Jesus Christ, rock climbing, photography, classic novels, the Nationals, Scooby-Doo, and the Killers. For more, follow me on Instagram here.
