SOLUTION

I've come to a protective solution

for my entangled familiar situation

My hands will bury my face

Secrets will remain as cuts on my bitten tongue.

Whispers will linger in my thoughts

Finding no release

I will not allow them to confess into your ears

Revealing my flattering words

I will lose my own-self in my own confusion

Dropping crumbs to find my way back

I will not allow your personality to guide me

For it will swallow my helpful crumbs

Your hands will erase the path of my reinvented spirit

Trying not to create disruption

with my funny smile and playful eyes

I will cage my wild passion

In my famished heart

Depriving it from what it cannot love.

feeding it lies

Convincing it that your smile irritates

Contradicting my feelings with my bitter past

Remembering its lingering aftertaste

realizing how frightfully identical

It is all falling into place.

© Elizabeth Dominguez