sadness
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I am not afraid of the dark I am afraid of darkest secrets discovered Secrets so buried that my conscious only acknowledges the shift during the solstice Am IWhy notCould heNever been Whispers that bubble up In the reflective mirror of the surface of his own secret pond of deep emotions Too hardTo hold back…
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The refrain made the first tear fall Love was so strong, at least at the beginning Who would’ve thought there’d be an ending I didn’t, but by the time the chorus was on, I knew that the universe conspired That song, that time, as if I didn’t know And tried to pretend that maybe, just…
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When will it be my turn? To feel love as an exchange instead of a hole in my artery leaking the last of my joy My turn to have someone say, I solved the problem, you don’t have to do anything My turn to be heard My turn to have boundaries respected My turn to…
Wandering & Wondering 