Crawling Your Way

I am not quite the same as I used to be
and into this notion I press
everything I hope for
because I am tired of my hopes
sticking to my fingertips aimlessly

I am doubling up
and looking your way
to show that I am serious

But I fear I am not as convincing
as I want to be
because I am not quite as different
as I wish I was

I haven't shed this skin in so long
and the weight has kept me from walking
and I'm crawling, pitifully, all the way
but I'm crawling in your direction
and that's all I have to offer

If you're still waiting up for me
like you always used to
with your eyes drooping
catch mine, because I'm
crawling your way

In the slow and unsteady
way I've always done things
I am crawling your way
hoping that I am just
a little different than I used to be

Reviews

[Walkingblind]

I really like this I can invision someone trying to change and feeling like they've
failed in that journey. To so many people's surprise the change that they hope
to acquire comes in the form of the world and not in themselves. I really like
this the depth and vibe I get from it is staggeringly great.

congrads on an awesome write

[Clockwork]

I think this piece really shows the development of a person. There is such a desire to be free and to give to the one the speaker loves. It is inspiring.

[Pax Analog]

This is so touching. One sincerely hopes the conditions of the crawl constitute love or development. ;-)

Of course, it could be some goth exhibition, a droll creepy crawl thrill.

I read it as a deadpan humorous confession of inadequacies, real or imagined.

Wherever this poem crawls, it calls attention to its multiple meanings.

On all fours, a pilgrimage of values. . . .Slyly grows on ya, this poem. ;-)