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Routine and familiarity
Seven corners, too many walls, battled windows, an old white door simple closets unknown history hide of long gone muted voices echoing the empty night The colors of the night match my soul cold like blue, dark like coal my heavy eyes the day unwind until I drift, oh, quiet mind Bedtime calls, ready to fall feeling safe in all my walls a soft reminder of the clarity one oddly finds in routine and familiarity
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Gentle white flags: I’ve come far
I forget why I hated you Between the changing of seasons, the tears and the fair reasons you gave me to despise you I forget why I hated you I’ve admired the immense kindness of others while failing to acknowledge my own it takes courage, sense, a heart of gold to wave a white flag when you’re thrown stones Even amidst the war you started I forgot why I cut you off and the poems I’ve written seem not enough of a reminder of the rage I once felt in my struggle to break the spell No point in fighting what I can’t remember though I can’t help but wonder…
