Poetry Series – Confessions

I’m more than in the mood to sit down and give my demons names and faces. They’ve been around an awful lot lately – some people just seem to surface them. If your default reaction is to encourage someone to stay away from the people that pull their darkness to the surface, I encourage you to explore your own. No parts of ourselves should be off-limits, it’s simply a matter of choosing the right audience to set yourself on display for.

Confessions

call it a confession
dreams
of infidelity
against me
a former me
would be hurt
angry
devastated
it’s not you
it’s me
together, not parting
still coming undone
a former me
racked up karma
I’m afraid will hit
letting go
to allow
repeated too often
nothing is mastered
I’m still scared
and I hate fear
I’ve been calling it out
everywhere I look
it’s in me
I’m right here
with fear
as my confession

Much love, until next time.

Published by Payge Gray

Poetry, writer, creative thinker & life lover. I'm just here to share in the humanity.

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