I lost my footing.
Slipped accidentally.
Bumped my head on love’s pavement.
Woke up dazed.
Wondering if my heart developed a face.
Could it see something my mind
Simply erased?
Dusted off uncertainy’s residue.
Lifted myself back up.
Firmly planted decisions
To kiss and make up.
But,
Uncertainty stuck.
Like thick molasses sticks to some
Southern biscuits.
Made me second-guess the trip
And wonder if I missed it.
“It” being
Love’s embrace in entirety.
If unsurety was my enemy,
Then security was bound to be a friend to me.
Right?
Maybe my complexity
Continues to seize the best of me.
Or
Maybe my constant need to succeed alone
Hinders my ability to ever call my house
A true home.
I’ve been told that
I
Constantly try to do it alone.
Even when arms are extended to help me lead.
I breathe independence,
But sometimes,
It seems like a curse to me.
If I get hurt again,
Where will the rabbit hole’s ending end?
And..well..
That’s frightening. Even to someone who seems to
Have the strength of Oshun constantly
By her side.
Love’s pride gets in my way.
I’m rambling my thought patterns today….

Bear with me…

Somehow,
I still don’t know what I’m trying
To say…

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