I'm not quite sure how to "set up" these poems. some sort of context feels necessary to me, to help you, the reader understand where my head was at when they were written.
to be honest, I was preparing 9 paintings for an art show that was to be in February, going through a breakup, and trying to channel my emotions into words that needed to leave my brain and stay on a page; clearing my headspace.
or because i know what the future holds?
i don’t know what the future holds, is that why i am scared?
a way to protect myself from prying eyes and questions.
did i do the right thing when i said goodbye?
was it in the right direction?
what is better than this moment?