Poetry, short prose, & general musings.
If I am truly free
To access the most inner part of me
The most ugly & beautiful
Elements will arise
I must commit to humbly apologize
For the ugly
And never ever apologize
For the beautiful
Though it’s probable
Few may understand her
Fear is now my only obstacle.
Somewhere in between
Proud & scared to death
We take this step toward
Watching you fly.
I won’t allow my second guessing
To tie you down
The Father has you
And so do we.
Each day that goes by
My heart both grows & breaks
Becoming more you
And less me.
More & more incredible you.
If I let you, you would empty me out.
I love you enough to allow it.
But what would that teach you about life?
You own no one but yourself.
I can’t.
You & I would both be lost.
Sometimes I sense her
Bursting forth from my chest
A surge of excitement & creativity
Is an aura of her arrival
Like an exorcism of sorts
She is ready to be known
To smash conventionality
Wreck routine & expectation.
Will I ever unchain her wrists
Release the bonds
That have been wrapped for so long?
I love her
And fear her
I want to know her
And ignore her.
She is to me
A free fall, a high stakes gamble.
Kacie B. Sharpe 