a note from my poetry to myself

how you gonna
try to game me
i already know
once delivered
my words don't suffer
your foolishness
you've been given
the proper instructions
on how to come alive and fly
yet you feign
you can't remember
how that breeze swirls,

baby you gotta maneuver better
in the air provided
unless to lose is to gain
the best protection
for the Me
(flying wingless towards
that veiled mirror)
i'm trying desperately
to save 
is to put
all your love 
and trust in me-poetry
i promise never to forsake or fail you