Two Wrongs

A poem

Photo by Andrei Lazarev on Unsplash

Two wrongs don’t make a right
Still, I write
Still, I rise
Still, the stars align

Two wrongs don’t make a right
Sparks fly and it all ignites
Heart over height
Never hesitated to fight
By your side

Used to be us against the world
Now it’s us against each other
Lines blurred
Bridges burned
Thoughts clutter
My mind
I’m not sure if you’re worth the time
Anymore

–BFoundAPen