Beautiful must read poem by my friend Will!
I’ve tried many times to classify this poem – attempting to categorize it with the rest of my poetry. Yet, every time that I read it back to myself I know that it is not a love poem, nor is it a poem about self discovery. It is not about heartache, loneliness, happiness or triumph. I certainly couldn’t catalogue it with my poems about overcoming obstacles, breaking free or even falling backwards.
To this day, I still cannot place where this poem should fit into my archives. I’ve never written anything quite like it. It really does belong to its own category. Even more interesting is that every time I read this poem it takes on a different meaning for me. A lot of my poetry holds the original meaning that it had when I wrote it. I feel like my poems are little snapshots of my own personal life…
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