My Honesty Poem; after Rudy Francisco

by xxxtntkaboomxxx   Dec 27, 2013


My Honesty Poem; after Rudy Francisco.

I was born on March 13th, making me a Pisces.
They say that means I'm a two spirited being.
I guess that's why I respond so quickly to any stage name I've been given.
I'm constantly trying to get away from myself.
I stand 5'2; 5'3 on a good day.
I have an irrational fear of drowning,
yet I feel the most free when I'm in the water.

I'm a poet, it's the only way I can express myself.
I hide behind metaphors and rhymes.
My insecurities put in such a way that I don't have to explain them.
I give too many second chances.
When you say jump, I immediately ask how high?
I feel my best is never good enough.
I've broken so many times, I can put myself back together in the dark.
I should probably buy some stronger glue. But I've made such a mess I can't sand down the edges and start over.

I'm a hopeless romantic
In love with the idea of being in love.
Such a good idea I fell in love with my best friend, twice.
I don't always learn from my mistakes, so I make them over and over again.
One day, I'll look both ways before crossing whatever's before me.

When I'm quiet, I'm over analyzing.
My mind is the loudest place I've ever been.
I think faster than I speak.
Causing me to jumble my sentences.
I cry in the shower, the water washing away my problems.
I let out the breath I've held in so long.
Sometimes my lungs forget how much they love the taste of air.

Hi, my name is Tanesha,
I answer to Nicole.
My hobbies include falling for those who don't catch me.
Getting lost in my thoughts.
And playing the part of anyone but me.
I want to see the world from someone else's point of view.
I wonder if it would change mine.
Maybe I'd be kinder, more understanding and not so quick to pass judgement.
You see, I judge based on your bookshelf.
It tells me all I need to know about your life story.
I'm a broken record, stuck on one line instead of moving on.
I'm loud and clumsy when I should be quiet and eloquent.
I don't know much about where I'm supposed to be or where I'm going.
I am still a work in progress.

-TaneshaNicole 12/26/2013

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