Dean Okamura

This is where We start

 

Past the line, 

You swore 

You’d never cross. 

No amount 

of contrition 

can undo … (It’s done) 

It’s done, & 

there must be 

a way to fix … (Rewind) 

But shame, fear, 

take hold, 

take control. 

Till there You are, 

crossing the line, 

You swore … (Never again) 

The illusion 

of control, 

fallacies of falsehoods, 

Hiding failures 

in shadows 

of deception … (Until) 

Every eye 

in the house 

sees You naked … (Exposed) 

It’s done, & 

the guilt hooks, 

piercing deep … (Unending) 

Let’s agree, 

We are imperfect,  

not ascendant. 

Let’s agree, 

cutting off 

Our noses … (To spite) 

Our faces 

is needless, 

self-focused … (Destruction) 

It's done, & 

This is where 

We start.