Floored Poem by Eyelizabeth Bax

you may leave tomorrow or you may leave today
pick me up
Eye am floored
Eye am too obsessed to bee bored
Is there a record- well who's keeping score
FOr all the madness let us explore
why have you become so frightened in ways to chase your love away
It's been a long time coming and Eye hoped the change would meet me at the shredded fear brewing inside - yet there is an anchor that won't allow me to float, Eye am fighting with a ghost and it has escaped me your name
although Eye can tell you that Eye will never bee the same
umm from umbridge
pleasure to meet you- high- good morning and how are you
could you do me a favor and point the wand this way
take it all back and stay with me - stay
Eye lay here floored by the actions displayed
Eye never felt love that way
It was so scary- when it all went away