A Part Of Me Poem by Tyler Jakeway

Authenticity,

kept me warm in a blizzard,

electricity, inside of me,

summoned by a strange wizard,

courses through veins,

addiction has lost power,

underestimate it and it steals your reigns,

ingesting bittersweet and sour memories,

Torrential downpour,

leaves the soul melancholic,

potential hidden in the core,

subdued by the need to frolic.

I don't want to whine and cry,

I fear the moments when loved ones die,

it reminds you of your own mortality,

when you are pushed from all sides,

you are then introduced to hollow reality.

Addicted to wise words,

examined from different angles and perspectives,

learning to sheath our swords,

insights as precise as detectives,

freezing with ice in my blood,

until I injected life into my artery,

as the brain begins to flood,

with chemicals that are so much a part of me.