your narration
brought me far into
a realm of awakening.
telling me stories
trapped into their
own scheming plots,
leading me to notice
my own mistakes,
bringing me near
in front of the mirror,
staring directly at my
own eyes, heaving madness
in my heart
like crowded automobiles
on a narrow highway.
i am shy to admit
what can’t be confessed
in public.
i am candid to accept
my flaws,
flaws that
are there not to
hurt me,
not to fail me,
but to put the
right perspective
into my mind,
to admit
that i cannot
stand on my own
without your force
traversing within
my soul.
2020
