Who I Am

I am a poet
Caught and torn between the love that I lost and a hope for a better future
I am the high E I can't ever seem to reach
My voice, a constant comfort and betrayer
My soul fears its power

I am a distraught checkerboard
The logic was lost when the curiosity began
Taunting those who listen and laugh
Amused by some who think me aloof

I am what I am
Spiderwebbed with temptations
Silly spells surround me
Drenching my very wrongs
In honey-buttered misinterpretation

I dream at a speed of hummingbird's wings
And my eyes flicker deadly fantasies
No reception will ever pick up

My finger tips are always cold
I hide behind sweet seasonings
Praying that my brittle internal
Will only overcome when I choose to surrender