They say inspiration is born from love

From the beauty around you

From the things you wish to have

The changes you wish to make

And the places you wish to go

That is truth

But deep inspiration

Carrying weight and so many secrets

Shielded by alliterations and metaphors

Wrapped like an onion bulb

With so many layers arranged atop each other

Is born from pain

Pain so deep, it requires an outlet

Something to hold on to

A way to release

Because it threatens to consume

Threatens that I might break

Burst from the swelling of emotion in my bosom

And the ache in my heart

So I write

Afraid that if I don’t

My fragile heart will be broken

That I will learn to leave broken

Or will survive only by the thread

Of a meaningless cause such as revenge

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s