how can you remember- any of anything?
i never had the shallow chalk that could write your name next to me
but hey baby if theres 1 thing im good at its poetry
i tip - toed out on our future
i was just a cute lil girl- full of pain- disarranged for a future
especialy anything w/ a boy like you
familiararity-or hate
mama or papa- makes no diference
i tip toe- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ahhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhh.aahhhhh
that feeling of release
watchin my mom slice her own arm salami thin
no brothers always a distant breed
now you wonder- why i try to block out everything
a few hours of the past lead me to here- disammay
repulse- rage- being perplexed
i truely enjoy walking alone at night
i imagine my son sneeking out the half slutted creeked allyway door
n just what could happen to him- im doing my best
but with no help from the others
but his happiness is all based on me n i understannd that
if poetrys gotta lose a little- 2 gain a little
but ill take his share of the pain
that goes for any friend or lover
because when you give the world opens up
as we all have
not one of us could ever steal the difference
re-create anything like rox, walk, snacks n lil z
lets stop tip toeoed n letts start walking
together
lets start walking towards love
Karen Riggs
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walk-towards-love/
