Rapper Rhythms in my Mind
By: Nathan Rust
Okay.
Okay.
He says, it will all be, okay.
Not that I'll change
or grow
or find something
new.
Not that I'll live
and run--or
speak to you.
Anyways.
It will all be okay.
People don't change
or die
or leave.
Like you do.
Please.
Not right now,
not today,
nothing--
of this sort
will be "okay".
Save,
your positive pleas
for someone who,
locked up their emotions
in a tomb--
Today.
I will cry.
I will scream.
I will run.
Today.
I will not be okay
with being okay,
because learning to
love,
means learning to hurt
and showing that hurt
means I can love
again.
When you come back.
Then--
I'll be okay,
but for now...
I'll hate seeing you
escape
my doorway.
When I watch you walk
away.
I'll imagine who we use to be
then I'll be ok.
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