Whispers of a poet's heart

It was a heart-wrenching epiphany

To be staring face to face at- truth

So long I’ve subsisted without you

Only at that moment had I recalled

Things that mattered to you at all

I’m uncertain when my care faltered

Or threshold I must’ve tripped over

I’m overcome by overdue guiltiness

And today of all days the bill is due

I’ve no excuse- just my humiliation

More broken promises are fruitless

I’m duty-bound to offer up something

In practical purpose, I must be better

Answering to a mirror… more often


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