7

This seventh year
the third time
finds me wondering
when I will be satisfied with what I have.

I don't know if the breath moment
will ever arrive
when I won't want something better
than what I am left with
without you.

Sure-I want to love,
to be a secure statue of peace
but I am cursed you see,
 and without a base
and the thing of it is,
 I can't seem to find the desire to acquire one.

So, with that being true,
my wheels will turn
and my roots will come up.
this butterfly will join the gales of change
until the moment when I accept things at face value.
And love someone better than you.

Reviews

[Shaquana Adams]

Lovely and deep. I really enjoyed this. Great job :)

[Sarah McKeever Hitt]

Thank you so much for your kind words! I really appreciate you reading my writing. :)

[Shaquana Adams]

Anytime :)