towards poetic ends
Buyer Beware
After several extensive years
Of living out unrealized dreams and
Waking nightmares —
The only thought I could even process —
At that time — was
“Where to begin now?”
Picking up the broken, jagged, minuscule
Pieces of my disorderly life.
Left in the bitter aftermath —
Inside the personal ruins of my lucid contempt.
Just how — exactly —
Do I put all of this back together?
In brand new interesting ways
To make myself complete and whole —
Once more.
I’ve found that after so much routine insanity —
It's painstakingly difficult
To reveal the inner truths
You have kept locked away
Hidden from yourself.
In the deepest — most fractured —
Corners of your psyche.
I've come to realize
Time does heal wounds —
But the scarring left behind is Inevitable.
Serving as tragic lessons and critical reminders
To be weary of disparaging characters —
Who wave red flags and colorful banners
To garner your attention.
Distracting you from their overbearingly
Caustic, manipulative, true nature.
Buyer— Beware.
Matty Kopf 