(2013)
#BirdsongLoneliness #Oak
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
When is something truly hopeless? Is it when you cannot go on? When life throws impossible obstac… Is it that moment when you give up… Tired of the injustice and apathy?
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?