A Genuine Stirring

Moved me you have
Not many can do so
But careful consideration
Be a guiding light
As I ponder where or
If nowhere is the destination
Of a mere glance and smile
Taking of offerings given
Not seeing a reciprocal path
Even if not needed
Care for number one first
Self preservation raised in concern
As I wonder what it means
Who am I to you truly
Words and actions divide
Leaving me confused so
Lost between wanting and safety
Worse than a rock and a hard place
With the past looming around
Corners leaving me blindsided
Touching without lifting a finger
Yet to feel alive I continue
Sacrifice of self for myself
As I walk the unsure path
Lead by you unseen, obscured
Words cloaking eyes and form
Leaving me to think alone
Curious to your goals
A pawn looking back to his queen
Title over function all the same
So where are we exactly?
You have the only map
Which ship did we board?
Has it set sail yet or will it?
Give me a tangible clue
A genuine stiring in infancy
To abort, adopt away or abandon
I am only as patient as you
I am only what you make of me
Let the dust settle or utilize me
Lest I leap to the void
Just to stir the pot hanging below

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Words and actions divide
Leaving me confused so
Lost between wanting and safety
Worse than a rock and a hard place
With the past looming around
Corners leaving me blindsided "

I like the honesty and sincerity in your writes Wynter. You are not afraid to express yourself and what you are going through. It takes guts...Bravo.................

[Wynter Ignatius]

I know I use the word catharsis often, but is is how I feel about a lot of my works - a way to keep the pressure in control.

If anyone wants to truly know me, it is here in simple black and white.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:).................