Been a mile since I have written one of these
Pieces with ink that bears no chaser
Upfront, no filter curbing my cursed cursive lines
In a bid to bring out my best self;
Hard to tow a line that borders between
Writing for myself or the betterment of others.
I could claim to be many things that are not me
Lie and twist your mind till I imprint that reality
Making it true, but in truth, it bears no value
When all it entails is me lying to myself.
I would be unaware of my own choices
Of the same person only in a different vessel
Expecting a different result,
Hoping to reel in an excuse
To stay bitter, validating my insecurities
And blind reasoning.
The day I realized I had changed
Was when she broke my heart
And instead of crying or feeling hurt …
I laughed …
…maniacally.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by:Â schastlivaya-ch
O.D. 