i can be...
a wreck.
i can
worriedly
recount
every
careless
word,
look,
& action
for even the slightest
kernel of "truth"
about who i am.
once found,
i take it as the whole
and build my day upon it
until...
pebble by pebble
i have buried myself,
a martyr to my own mistakes.
(E. Rand, September 2009)
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2 comments:
Liz,
I am absolutely loving your poetry. Thanks for sharing a bit of yourself.
Hey friend...great poem! I am a martyr to my mistakes as well...
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