Jayvon's Digital Portfolio

as i lay down to wait

i begin to appreciate 

the thoughts that reside here

while at times i hate my face

or in my delusion i check my weight

i begin to ask the question…

why is it that i must care

when there’s people everywhere

someone eventually will come along

and show me who i truly belong 

to

and no it’s not you

the man who’d rather rip into me 

stripping away piece after piece

with each encounter

until there’s nothing left

nun but a cold hard shell

until i find the strength 

to break that spell

to rediscover me 

and who it is i want to be

not allowing what you did to me

to define me

make me feel less than i am

i know that one day i’ll be the man

who can make the perfect plan

taking my recovery in my own hands

not using the new to heal the old

though i’d much like a hand to hold 

with time i’ll see 

who’s here for me