This is me.
Take me for what I am.
If you don't like what you see,
There's the door and show yourself out.
Who are you to judge me?
Why do you blush on my account?
Why must you linger on for so long?
This millisecond seems to last for an eternity.
Don't forget your baggage of anger, resentment, expectations, guilt, shortcomings and fears.
Take them all with you and be gone.
YOU ARE READING
Deliriously Yours
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that are concise and honest in their approach. They don't preach, they simply are. Within he poems there is a thread of naivety that tugs at you, whilst at the same time there is a sense of worldliness and depth that ba...
