Feelings not yet depleted
Though you are pushing me farther.
Words unsaid gnaw at me;
Each night gets a little harder.
Closed is your heart;
You brush past me and smile.
Inside, I yearn for a sense of comfort
Yet I feel as though put on trial.
Interrogated by my conscience,
I fight for the freedom to confess.
A battle persists in my heart;
My all is tested, no less.
Realization of defeat,
An understanding of my loss.
I’m heartbroken to my core
And overwhelmed with helplessness.
February 2005
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