I cry so hard
the tears can’t fall.
My breath rasps in
each ragged sin.
Oh why did I have
to love at all?
Why couldn’t I have
just stayed small?
But I’m in the world;
it knows my face.
No longer will I be safe,
or even truly whole.
Why did I have
to love at all?
I was fine alone
till I heard your call.
A bottomless pit
is all we’ve built-
an endless darkness
of pain and guilt.
Oh why did I have
to love at all?
I cry so hard
the tears can’t fall.
©TSW 2007
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Comments: 20
In spite of that, the implication in this slant rhymed stanza was fairly chilling:
But I'm in the world;
it knows my face.
No longer will I be safe,
or even truly whole.
It makes me feel like a fugitive now too. A somewhat damaged one at that.
I think I'm glad I could haunt you a bit Bret. That's sort of what Fragmented is about, being haunted by choices, who to blame.
This does tap into the emotional, Tracey. Well done.