in retrospect.

even in my darkest hour
i surprise myself.
find myself
reaching into myself and drawing upon
power
a deep, all encompassing, driven
power
in retrospect answers can't be delivered
from the midsts of the storm
it's in the calm of the settled dust
that we can see clearly now
the pain is not gone
just not as persistent
maybe a dull aching
and
my eyes are open now
i have been the same fool twice
times twice before
shame on me
shame on you
but shame on me again
for believing you again
in the end
i draw from a space of power
amazing myself
even myself
in the end
u have only the power i give you
and u think uv gotten over on me
but i overstand you now
so shame on you
for blvng me
i learned from the best
in the end.


(C)2007 jamila.j.