Circled disillusion

Masked confusion

Like a spiky protrusion

I drive my way into your heart

I ride the silken air

Forging away

Words are play

Watch me waver

Never

Hold my hand and

Sever

You thought you were

Clever

But you forget

Never

Dancing like fire

So unpredictable

Shifting like smoke

So delectable

Move like music

So unforgettable

Feel like fable

Avoiding label

I rise like a sandstorm

Scraping like scorn

Sounding the warhorn

Into a struggle I was born

And I have lived

Taken all the hate

You could give your grace

I’m still better than your fate

Than your finger

I have waspy stinger

Striking many times

You can have your lines

They age like paper

I am my own maker

Not just a faker

Not just a heartbreaker

I am

The taker of pain

The builder of me

The shape of blue

Lost inside of a haiku

I start anew

And drift away

Life is a new day