Waiting.....
each beat rumbling past,
a deafening slam against my forehead.
Yet the one sound
I wish to hear
never comes,
fading away,
fading
until
it's
AND THEN IT COMES SCREAMING
BACK INTO MY CONSCIOUS,
BACK INTO MY CONSCIOUS,
A FREIGHT TRAIN,
RUNNING OVER MY THOUGHTS,
CRUSHING ALL OTHER CONTEMPLATIONS
RESIDING IN MY HEAD,
KICKING THEM OUT
WITH A FERAL SHOUT
I'm left with a feeling of confusion,
rejection,
loneliness.
I open up to you,
yet all I find
are excuses
and empty words.
I don't know how much longer
I can play the part of your puppet,
for my strings have grown taut,
threatening to strangle me.
My care for you is beyond compare,
as I hope you can see,
but I need to know
that there's someone on the other end
of this emotional rope
and that you haven't just
tied it to a tree
to tend to later.
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