You are the needle and thread dire to my situation.
You are the watercolor that paints my sky blue again
And the nerves in my skin that let me notice the warmth of my shower.
You are the voice in my head keeping me from destruction.
You are my vital organs, my blood, my air,
And the scale that reports five pounds lighter than reality.
You are my journal, bearing my burdens and words.
You are the constant in the chemical reaction this medicine has with my brain
And you are my Christopher Columbus helping me retrieve who I was back when.
Author notes
I don't know what I would do without Justin. Or God. The poem has double meaning. It's about both, but originally it started about Justin.
lemme know
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Heh, I've had a similar thing happen, beginning a poem by writing about a person, and having it end up being more about God, or at least a combination of both.
Overall, well written, you've used some great imagery, and it gives a good picture of your feelings. The one thing that could be improved is the rhythm and flow of the piece...when read out loud it seems almost to be just a list. Perhaps adding some sort of rhyme to the piece would help. However, doing that might ruin the strength of the imagery, so ultimately, it's all your choice
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