I Am All That I Could Be Poem by David Lacey

I am all that I could be,
My future self resides in me.
That so much I know,
Yet for knowledge there is no cure
Perhaps best left to blank space pure.
Blank canvas, memory whitewash,
No face.

Rise ash into flame,
From born another name
And I’m sinking here
In the darkness that we call fear,
Into the shadow land,
Into another’s hand,
Possession is ensured.

Of life I am but cured,
Dying of life and new,
All blues I thought I swam,
All thoughts I thought I knew,
But never did I know,
Never did I show you the way you made me feel,
One more kiss and I’ll be real.

So serpent goddess, needle young,
Glistening lips and fork love tongue,
We are old who once were young,
We are strung our stories sung.
I am all that I could be.