Thursday, April 17, 2003

I despise this place of torment
   I hate the fear
      the hesitancy
the knowledge that I
   must move on
I hate this face I must
   put on
this love, this openess
   that I know will
      close
   will lose
and my heart
   I
   will break again
how long this
   selfishness
Before I care more
   for them
      than for the pain
   to them or me
They need me now
   you gave me
I cannot walk away
   must not
      walk away
   must be open
      broken

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