A Poem

In The Ring,

The Ring of Fire.

Where Love Bleeds,

Leaves Desire

And you Question,

Your own Power.

Who are you really,

While Jumping Through Hoops,

Running in Loops,

Just to let you hang,

Thinking your in the group.

Maybe it will change.

When the next thing comes.

Will you wait?

Will you take?

Lives together is a promise you make.

But don’t make me fight

For my own cake tonight.

It is peace I crave,

More than drama these days.

But crash and bang,

Is your answer back.

Then leave me be,

My peace you lack.

Cause what I want,

Is not to be,

Killing my own creativity.

It took me too long to see,

You were in the ring.

And I was working on my family tree.