904 [27 July 2017]

I was born a 90s kid,
passing by the 80s
before I knew what was what,
thus I grew up
learning the pop culture abundant
taking to heart the stories told,
believing that the saving was done
when love’s true embrace
kissed away the troubles in life.
Waking to the reality of things,
was a long and fraught-filled journey
that I still find myself on,
lost sometimes in dark spaces,
trembling in distress,
fearing that the love I wished for
did not exist at all as I knew it.
Where I thought love lived,
was merely illusion and
the knives peeled back
the fragile and crumbling paper to reveal
that love is not one form
but many.
And true love an exaggeration
of a bond formed by biochemical response.

© Johanna Kaye Fugitt 2017

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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