M's Poetry
Pieces
I pick them up and they cut
I look at them and they haunt
I throw them but they always land
where I will have to face them again
I think I am tortured and I don't remember how I got here
I know I am scared but I don't know what I fear
it's the pieces that I can't hardly touch
can't never put them together
because they just crumble I guess it's time to start all over
I am so sorry that I hurt you
they are so many things I wish I could fix
but the map of forgiveness has already left
all I know is I am so tired
of this back and forth, I long for stability
I long for real love
can I ever just get things right?
2004@ Megan Bishop
I look at them and they haunt
I throw them but they always land
where I will have to face them again
I think I am tortured and I don't remember how I got here
I know I am scared but I don't know what I fear
it's the pieces that I can't hardly touch
can't never put them together
because they just crumble I guess it's time to start all over
I am so sorry that I hurt you
they are so many things I wish I could fix
but the map of forgiveness has already left
all I know is I am so tired
of this back and forth, I long for stability
I long for real love
can I ever just get things right?
2004@ Megan Bishop