Plain 'ol Me by onativia

something
tells me I should
look elsewhere for love.

looking for it
in a hole full of devil's dust
isn't the best place to look.

though when I look
for it in coffee shops and
bookstores, I find broken hearts

and tears. silent tears,
but I hear them.

or are they looking into
my eyes and seeing me...

teetering between love and hate,
light and darkness or just me being
plain ol' me?

and being plain ol' me scares me too!
not that I'm not used to it by now.
 
(C) Ray Onativia
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