I, this tremendous weight

The weight of many.

Weight that’s not mine to Carry.

Debt I don’t owe, and

Apologies for actions that need nor deserve apology.

From yours to mines

Fluidity, doors open even to the worst of storms even to the least deserving.

do I deserve this?

Waging the war

Heed my word

Things never to be spoken and not made to be heard.

The flight of a tatter winged bird

My love is Born from the death of my peace

My love is shown through coarse of action.

Would I be needed if the storm calms?

live to give but not to be given

Ive grown from blind love to an impulsive destructive type

Turmoil within is believed to be the most plaguing thing. yet it’s what I feed upon.

My voice may appear weak but my mind doesn’t buffer and I do not stutter or fumble over a strong belting voice,

Within.

My love my heart is true,

it’s choices are believed to be for better but will I be loved if for worse…

I know.

Is it preferred i leave what Is be,

Be left to its own destined end?

I try to make beauty but was the path leading there worth the carnage?

Was my impact impactful?

Did I make change?

Am I in the wrong or right?

Is it to be determined by my own moral

If I stand to be yet only pushed away was it worth it?

All Though thought one was held dear I only hurt it.

The island of broken toys I collect.

Broken zippers and busted buttons

I am so foolish to love.

So attracted to what is believed repulsive.

Endearing

I see the worst parts of you and all I focus upon is the glowing soul within you

Am I wrong for my negligence or yet my lack of distress when brought upon issues

So encapsulated in your mind

Should I stick to what is mine or

Should I be there

Am I worthy, and are my actions more than foolish and impulsive conclusions?

The way it’s put,

I know.