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waiting, dreaming
doubting, fearing
asking, hoping, wishing
praying, "God please
help me; here I am.
i'm feeling the love
from an unloved man."
pondering, forgetting
hating, yet holding
never let go of this
feeling, forsaken and old.
tying it tighter
pulling it less
making more an
incredelous mess.
knowing that people
will see of my tears
As i'm able to have
what he hears--how he feels.
as my heart flees to
my throat, and my
eyes turn to glass
I wonder what will
happen when
past turns to past.