.Back to the basics.

It's been a while, I haven't written in months, and I'm pretty sure I've lost all my style.
But I'll give it go and return to the basics because sometimes alliterations and rhymes are all I know.

We'll start with something simple. love. dove. growth above. Did you see that? I went A A B A, Or how bout to you I promised to always be true and you took my poetry away?


So now copious creations are crawling from my cranium
Craving crowds, crying out
"Let's give direct direction!"
So I'll direct this direction to all of your attention, to the lonely wordless place I hid and hopefully through this I'll undo all of the hurt to me that's been done and been did.
When left is right and right is wrong and in my gut I feared it for so long,to let the pen hit paper and do its thing, now finally I've got words back, here's a letter to you; I won't let you hold me back again.
Not that you had a real grasp cause in reality it's only just me holding me back. One hand binding the other, teeth biting tongue creating a once non existent stutter.
Real words stopping at my teeth, resisting the need to write something stupid, or silly or possibly deep.
Lost the therapeutic and after all of this now I can't give the therapy back because I'm the one who needs it.
And darlin' it's your fault I couldn't sleep because behind these eye lashes it was always you haunting my dreams. Not with words but with pictures of memories I can't describe.
Cutting me down, hurting my soul and telling me that my poetry was just a waste of time.
"No body's listening, you're talking to yourself and baby it makes you un divine"
But fuck it, it doesn't matter if the masses are listening or if they're deaf the only thing that matters is that I'm constantly winning against your test. Well, not your test, but a trial created by people like you. Who show no mercy and use words to cut and cut through. To see no beauty in any thing, to put a stop to love. People like you challenge people like me to keep reaching for the goal above. It's true I might never get there, it's true I'm sometimes going to fail but people like you hate people like me because even if I fall you know I'll eventually get there.

So back to the basics, re learning the words that I was so afraid I had lost.
Love. Strength, friendships, truth and a renewed faith in me all above.