Raw tears
run to clenched jaws
and angry fears...
'This is your own fault,
your foolish choice'
whispers that
nagging voice
'You chose to care,
chose to listen,
now you'll tear.'
Tear into pieces
by unreasonable
expectation,
unseasonable...
Why does it never
align? My desires
left severed
Just a friend again,
just someone to spill
your thoughts on—
invisible still
You know, I'm so
dissatisfied in the role
of come and go
Tired of being unloved
and unseen,
yet feeling small
and mean
Wishing gladness
to any friend
is not sadness
Or it shouldn't be.
Who have I become?
To be ungenerous
to anyone?
Dry eyes,
turned down, ashamed
of my lies
I've lied to myself,
that I am okay
when I'm not,
not today
And not any other,
without beholding
my Lover
Who may not appear
by my side,
but He will be
my faithful Guide
Truth will not
staunch the blood,
it spills hot
Healing could arrive
in this life,
but I may have to bide
until the Kingdom
I choose to love,
choose to care,
with Help from above
If that makes me
a lonely fool,
choosing to rejoice
rather than being cruel
Then let it be,
my only prayer:
Blesséd, blesséd, blesséd be He.
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