I refused to pay my last respects I rejected the idea They never found my body in the morning Foundering in the aftermath Of my latest bout of self-judgement
So a new love was born At the memorial stone Just after old Gods had fallen My impassioned fan Helped me back onto the stage
The first performance that I meant The first step out of an illusion Not to exhibit a talent Just to be her mountain
I have a desire to distance myself From attracting attention From everyone else Except a fledgling lover
I've decided to play on The conclusion of the concert Is done with a smile on my face And isn't up for public debate
I throughouly enjoyed the first half of the poem, but the second sounds as if you've stepped through a door, leading the reader to another poem. Thanks for sharing. I seriously loved that first stanza...
I just love the way you paint an idea in my mind with this and your words are delicate and yet strong in statement.. I love the strength of that last line.. :) well done..xo
an honest, critical look in the mirror in which the author finds himself to be lacking and is inspired to put the ones he loves first and find validation and value in their eyes