
How can I expect
mercy and respect
in the face of such
overwhelming disconnect
πβ€οΈβπ₯π
You are me
we became one
I cannot blame you
for what I have become
πβ€οΈβπ₯π
We pull and tug
against the strands
like tangled chains
wrapped around a stand
πβ€οΈβπ₯π
Itβs only once we give up
our prideful pulling
taking our time
reverse the effort, pushing
πβ€οΈβπ₯π
When I accept
that you need help
and you give me time
to find myself
πβ€οΈβπ₯π
We are unbound
coming together in bliss
this pair stronger
than either ever was
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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