
Much of the time my poems are thought to be sad, even though they may not have been intended to be.
This one could be considered anxious or desperate but it is not quite that. I seek to describe how it feels to want to please those we love.
if you are my north
then what is my first step
in what direction should i fall
if my failures pull me
which side is yours
let me know
hurry
am running
am falling
tell me
i must know