Be Myself

As I sit here on my own,

I hold back a quiet groan.

I feel like this most of the time:

like I’ve committed a sort of crime.


I was always quiet and sad:

something made me glad;

someone came into my life;

as if like a small pocket knife.


I never expected this:

this overwhelming kiss.

it’s a new feeling for me:

this feeling of being free.


he brought me from the bottom:

just like the leaves of autumn.

he built me back to myself:

like a book to the shelf.


I forgot what that felt like:

the confidence of a spike;

the sensitivity I left behind;

to avoid the daily grind.


It’s back now though

and I now know.

it’s something I can do

to be myself too.


I need him close to

help me face my foes,

inside and out,

it removes all doubt.

Published by: Shade

I'm a recent college graduate with a Bachelor of Science degree in Biology that is searching for their way in life. I want to work with animals by helping them in the future.

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