Wait. - Poem by Keenan Harris
Before you end it all just wait, for I have something to say.
I beg of you to hear me out, and much to my disdain;
I understand all the pain you've endured and I'm ashamed,
for I couldn't keep the storms of life at bay from taking hold...
YOU, whom I cherish most should know what I am willing to do.
I have stated time and time again that I'd gladly lay my life down for you, and all the while you smile in my face and proclaim to use me as your base of support. When in reality you show off the scars you sport and continually make more.
How do you expect me to fulfill that promise I made to you under the gaze of the moon.
If you don't rely on me and I can't trust or rely on you,
to refrain from the daily pressure that caused us both so much misery in the past...
I love you more than you than you know,
and at last I've actually gotten the strength to tell you so,
yet before I can confide the weight within my heart
I must keep you from tearing us apart.
I've never told you anything that would harm you,
I never hit, threatened, or alarmed you.
I said only things that would mold you and make you believe
in yourself, if nothing more, and help you to take back what you thought was once a lost cause.
And, if you had been paying attention,
You'd have noticed the awkward thing was distance...
When I got you to reach out, wasn't it strange how close they all were; don't you see now?
Those you thought that were far away, were much closer working hard to keep you safe.
So, while they worked on the outside I was trying to save you from the enemies on the inside.
Let my voice be heard....
Allow me to reintroduce you to those who care for you, and make certain that they stay.
For they came back even after you pushed them away.
I'll be damned if I let you escape, hounded and consumed by the flames of rage and self hate.
You are my mistress, so as your liege, I swear on my bond that you would never have to worry about such things as fate or pain...accept from me the offer to take your place.....
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