Equipoise
By Lovanna Belle Amé, 19, Colorado
Another relationship up in flames,
Over just when it’s begun.
I pushed too hard,
I felt so sure this was “the one.”
Even while the ashes still fall,
And the tears dry on my face,
I find I have the strength to get up and carry on.
I’m done crying for ideals,
Wishing things were just exactly so.
I will still be happy in this world,
Even if I’m never whole.
Things won’t always happen like I think they should,
And in the end that’s for the best.
I can’t carry all I hope to hold,
I would only make a mess.
What I have is so precious,
And I’m blessed to be alive.
My life is full to bursting,
Even if it’s not all I want.
I know I’ll be ok if I’m never understood,
My life is so much better than most lives that I have seen.
But, I will still cry sometimes.
That’s a fact of life.
So I will search for balance,
Pray it’s something I can find.
Have you ever had expectations or ideals for a relationship that just didn’t pan out? I have. I can get so absorbed in my expectations that I completely destroy a friendship when it doesn’t live up to them. This poem is my creed to myself to start seeing and loving people for who they are and not just who I want them to be. To live life fully and completely, no strings attached. The title of this poem, “Equipoise,” means balancing conflicting forces or interests.
