Demented
Occasions
I don’t
know how to get from here to there
Sometime
it seems heaven sent to help me conquer fear
Desire so
often stifled into aguish and depression
Where did
this line come from soaking every dimension?
The
suffering torment past and tainted mind
For
confusion is sometimes a touch
An
embrace that leaves no trace
But again
confusion of what took place
As time
moves I know the loss is mine
Never to
be regained so the pressure of urgency climbs
This is
love’s paucity and I’m my prisoner
Normalcy
has never been mine so I laugh at my jailer
Yet
optimism abounds and sometimes confidence
How
ridiculous to be one way and then another the next
The human
condition a truth, but a hackneyed phrase
All
forgotten it’ll be with just one complete kiss
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