Am i broken
Justified
or free?
It’s curious i’m sure
and intriguing
how whispers of judgement
and restless murmurs can
just
disappear and disintegrate
in the wind,
lost
in that moment
for none to read or see.
It’s curious, i’m sure
but i wonder ever more on how i am perceived.
Why
does is even matter-
why do i make it matter?
For if it didn’t matter
than i wouldn’t mutter
all the unforgivable
ruthless lashes of
words
that i spill out to myself.
And maybe
just
maybe, I would begin to
forgive myself for not allowing me to be
unbroken
uncaged and free and
justifyingly . . .
Me.
11-02-21
V.S.R..R
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