Poems from conscenza1
I am new to this kind of thing
This push-pull
Self-motivated team thing.
Not very athletic, but
I’m attempting to push limits
Or myself...
Today would be memories of our journey
Together and apart,
Of struggles and triumphs over brokenness and unworthiness…
Today would be...
To be heard I have fought,
With words like knives
And steely looks…
Been serious,
perhaps all too serious-
I have destroyed and
Broken...