Please remember me

What do I leave behind?
Each word
Each tear
Each laugh
The enduring flame of my existence.
Each contemplation shared with brutal truth.
These moments I have lived.
Breathing in and out.
Folding under and crying out.
Facing my shadows though they give no mercy.
Crying over tender movies and silly videos.
This fickle heart that loves even those incapable of loving.
My heart on my sleeve behind locked doors.
These scars, all mine.
Poetry, where words exist without revision.
Shared and bared, so that you might know me.
So that you might regard me as being yours.
Belonging to this feckless family of man.
My deepest fear,
being forgotten. Misunderstood.
Not being felt.
I stand here silent and awkward.
Unable to find the words that soo fluidly echo in my writing.
My head is heavy and the weight of my life makes me tired, so tired.
And still I get up, every morning.
Looking after my legacy.
Because I believe in tomorrow
(most of the time).
Please remember me.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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