For Myself

Slide down

The length of me

Once more

That I might know

It's good to stay

Planted seeds

Grow something

When not constantly

Uprooted and

Who knows what

Might have happened

If I loved myself enough

Not to need to keep proving

I still possess

This mysterious \"it\"

My ego brush-stroked

Again and again

\"You are beautiful\"

\"You are passionate\"

I am the tormented

Darkness that is weary

Of being caged

And still I am locked

In fear

That I never will be

New was never

Most beautiful

It has always been

The easiest fix

Illustrious; quick

Once more

\"This is forever\"

\"Sherry\"

Whispering in my glass

Fluted; breaking

Stem

That is buckling

Under the weight

Of all the

Leaves

And then springing again

Green and new

I loved them all

The places; blurring faces

Of the masses

Crowding me further

In to my loneliness

\"Don't go\"

But I always do

Dashing the forty

Seconds- flat

And empty

Promising myself

That next time

It will be different

Knowing I will

Be the same

Sliding down

The length of

Just one day

That never ends