I feel weightless—for once
i look at the sky. hope on the horizon. light in my eyes
i tell you my plan. give you my dreams in the palm of my hands
a moment i feel will be worth a spoken breath
you talk. go on and on—the weight returns. my smile fades
who gave you this power to ruin something so easily? why do i keep giving you the power to do so?
-used power
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You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
