My Return

A Poem by Kyle Francisco

I wanted to be free of writing but I find it to be a curse.

Shedding tear
not in fear
transcend it here
time is near
feel it there
no compare
a tandem
just so random
hard to fathom
constant rift
perpetually drift
can I exist?
such bliss
eternal
back to inferno
message subliminal
like it was meant to be
I come to see
I don't aim to be free