- Non-Erotic Poetry
- To stand up again
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How many layers can one person hold? How many masks can one wear?
How many times can one person explode? And how many times try again to care?
How many ways have I failed myself? How many more those I love?
How many ways have I wrongly doubted myself? How many more those I love?
Yet I know that I must in myself again trust, though I falter again and again.
For to give up for dead, all the hopes in my head, would be worse than an end to the pain.
So again in the mirror I gaze, as I try to see through the haze.
I know I must try to relax...to let my feelings abate and allow myself to live without hate.
To live my life in love, which I want more than all.
To continue to strive, though I know I will inevitably fall.
To remind myself, that I must stand up again I must stand up again
I will stand up again
I will
I will
I will
