To My One True Love: Poetry

You are intensity.

You are power.

You are therapy.

You eat away at me,

you stress me,

make me your lunch and dinner.

In the mornings,

you don't bother me

you allow me to get

myself together.

But, at 6:01PM

I must confess to you

that those moments

make me yearn for you.

I am afraid to

think outside of you

cause I don't know

what I'd do,

if I were to lose you.

You are intensity.

You are emotion.

I've been a cheating backstabber,

but you keep me devoted.

In my darkest hours,

in my least proud moments,

you find the embarassing truth

and make me expose it.

You make me promote it

that raw sour taste

you get in your mouth,

when you look at me.

I am proud of it

because I know I am free, totally.

I know I am being myself.

You say, “baby girl it’s ok.”

I am kind one day

and arrogant the next.

Regardless of how I act,

I deserve respect

cause damnit I’m real.

I’m a woman.

I am intensity,

irony, therapy,

misery,

I am beauty,

stupidity,

fearless,

careless and

regardless of what

I'm facing,

I am reality.

You bring

the storm out of me.

You show my strength,

expose weakness,

goofy visions and pain.

You make me crazy

and keep me sane.

What I'm saying

humble as I approach you

my blood only flows

for poetry.

I couldn’t live this life

any other way.