this one's a poem i wrote tonight in ma journal cause i'm feelin' it
ashamed of who i am - 1/27/20
i feel not an ounce of guilt
when we meet here again
it's different
you aren't hesitant
you see me this time
as clearly as i've seen you
the last hundred times
feeling exactly the same
the very first time.
could you remember?
i won't expect you to
waking moments have become more important
and i am not the dream you would write down to remember
for years to come
i am repressed
i am to be feared
because the moment you see me
everyone else tends to disappear
i don't blame you for wanting better
i just wish your better was our forever
and though nothing you want is going to plan
i will not feel an ounce of guilt
when we meet here again
inspired from feelings i have in the dreams i have ig
