Untitled And Proud Of It

I was selfish
And probably still am
The sun rose with your smile
Turning the dreams of the night
Into reality
I would not give up a minute
Of that reality for anything
Feelings that strong do not die
They are dealt with forever
I stand naked at the precipice
Letting the truth judge me
My life is circling behind me
Making me face my choices
Fate and destiny closing in quickly
Showing me my path
Sucking me in
I know my place
I accept what has been placed
On my shoulders
The city pulsates with life
Dragging me into the streets
The brooding blood of my corpse
Made into sport
The blood of the poet is splattered
Against the darkened buildings
Only to be wiped clean the next morning
As if nothing has happened