I wrote this in 2001. I was twenty- one. Sharing. This is interesting.
Unnecessary nervousness
unnecessary pain
unnecessary circumstance
unnecessary rain
unnecessary handles
my umbrella, it does break
unnecessary cover up
my money, it does take
unnecessary sun
that washes out the rain
the clouds will warm and cover me
and drown away my pain
unnecessary puddles
my feet, they do get wet
unnecessary sneakers
im trying to forget
the times my feet were soaked on through
the times the water filled
the time that God came after me
and didn’t have me killed
unnecessary question
I ask myself each day
like was it raining at the time
the angels flew my way
unnecessary birds
that flew around me still
and soaked up all my promises
to stick to all my will
unnecessary times
unnecessary frown
unnecessary promises
unnecessary town
unnecessary world
that took me by surprise
and showed me me despite it all
and made me face my lies
unnecessary does not mean
I do not need things now
unnecessary gives me time
to ask myself “now how”
how to I go from here to there
without ME getting lost
how do I find myself within
at full and any cost
how does the world remain the same
when I myself do change?
how I do keep trudging along
how do I turn the page
how does my piece remain so calm
the world is spinning fast
how am I here and there and out
of my so so awful past
I think the answer is not how
but the question is more fun-
I am the person I have made
in fact then, I have won
unnecessary challenge
the winner- it is me
I swear I won’t give up my prize
I’ll hold it, honestly
it will be a prize, you see
that no one else has won
and I am so much better off
than then when I begun
no one can take the medal
not one can own my heart
the journey I have earned,
my friend, was solid from the start
I am me regardless
of the person I have made
the walk through me
unnecessary, solitude parade
thank god I am still cheering
still working on my float
I’ve already won the ribbon
already won the vote
whose to say unnecessary
isn’t honorable still
because the moments I’ve created
have given me my will
and now that is the strangest thing
I know I’ll never know
how it is I’ve found this will
and how to not let go
unnecessary poems
unnecessary words
but here they are regardless
emotional- like turds
(c) SHANNON RUNION