dismissed

 


you hurt me with your callous words
and I wonder do you know how you cut?
you must know, you know me well
I didn't come here to hook up

my anxiety peak and it was crippling
my voices howled and it was deafening
the world was beautiful to some but not for me
I found your presence soothing when I first came

I wrote about demons
I was frightened but they weren't going away
so I came into a place of acceptance
I became their slave
I talk for them and gave them voice
it was either that or break under the weight

since then I have learned a balance
I know they are there but I am also aware of my old soul
I am able to order them back
while taking inventory of my emotions

I have come to love the poetry language
where connections are made soul deep
in a technological world where people are distant
even if they are right in front of you
we have a sacred, private language that is ancient

I feel no shame connecting here
we live in era where being in the same room with someone,
they can't say their feelings
they say hold on let me text you

I am a very intense person
I love face to face interaction
but others might feel I burn too brightly

you cut me with your indifference
I still love you
but think about these things

before you dismiss me