On the flip side

I feel it being where it needs to be

It being heart,

Placement on the soul

When it aligns like stars do

Around the planet when it rolls

It being purpose

It being passion

It being clothes you wear

Not the style

But how they’ve fashioned

A studded belt looks good

It still shines fastened on the neck

But what we give value

Can choke us

withhold what’s next

So if I burn it all today, I know I’d be okay

Because “it” is where my life is

“It” lives in what I create

When I write

When I breathe

When I smile

When I laugh

When everything is all said and done

Whatever says I can’t relent

Because some things are done

But I’m not finished yet

“It” dosent end with the statement

But maybe it finds purpose

In ears of those who’ve heard it

In your eyes as you discern this