I apologize in advance for the sudden bursts of outrage—

They will not be explained

My occasional isolation that will be interpreted wrong

The change in my tone might make your soul shake

But my intentions are good

Sometimes I don’t have enough light for the both of us

I am not as selfless as you think

I am not as selfish as you think

Heads up

I will go from adoring you to ignoring you

I will always be in reach—

But you can only see the glow when the fire weeps

I am an enigma

But look closely

There’s an explanation for every phase of the moon

–Nakyia Ward