i’m sorry

Posted on by meloncurls

i’m sorry i left you behind
excuses are not enough
for you, and although i have grown
i have never forgotten our pages, i may have chosen
different stages but i see the shadow i see the ghost
dancing to someone else’s lines and i know it’s time to return

i don’t want to make a big fuss of this return
as a writer i should’ve never left the page behind
but it’s not the first time, i’ve seen ghosts
rise before, the greats before our time they were enough
the must be because they’re the chosen
ones we’re told to study they helped me grow

into the writer i am most days, they helped me grow
my words into stories and return
to sanity when i have chosen
the wrong path to wander, does poetry leave me behind?
no. so why can i not keep going long enough
i dreamt of a ghost

writing beautiful sonnets, but the ghost
wasn’t scary because it was me, growing
into a routine is hard all i can think is am i doing enough?
what if i don’t return
and fall behind
the curve of poetry, it’s my choice i have chosen

to write to imagine to choose
and create paths that don’t exist i wander along lines in a poem like a ghost
drifting trying to not get left behind
i have grown
cold in recent years, but i will always return
to poetry, it holds me, calms me it’s enough

to stop me going back to dangerous days, enough
to be my chosen
love of writing, when i return
it’s like i never left, the ghost
sits in the corner waiting to see if i’ll give up again, but he doesn’t know i’m grown
i’m older now, i fall behind

i can’t say enough how long i’ve wanted to return
i don’t want to get left behind but it’s me that’s chosen
now i’m just a ghost that’s growing
in the background and showing poems to any that will listen, at least that’s what i envision