Monday Poem for You

I have words to tell

and a broken spell

and guts spilled out all over the floor

Come up close 

so as not to miss a word

and in a whisper I’ll tell you more

About kings and queens

and magic and dreams

and lies and schemes galore

About love and fear

and time and tears

about blood and bones and gore

About rivers I’ve crossed

and loves I’ve saved and lost

about letting go about keeping score

I had been called daughter and sister

and mother and twisted

and lover and virgin and whore

I have traveled to Paris

slept in London and Prague

Still my own bed fails to bore 

You want to know the truth you say

you want me to keep you safe

I say only you can know for sure 

You can know your way

you can see your future

plain as day the ill is the cure 

So open your hand

take this little pill

written on it is endure 

Feel the pound of heart beat
air fills your lungs with life so sweet
with wings take flight and soar