Friday, July 6, 2007
10:07 PM
A Swirl of Thoughts
I sit on the fence
Gazing at the cloudless sky
No care, no sense
Just the question, why
No answers come to me
Save a myriad of patterns and shapes
My heart cries out with a plea
But my mind hangs as heavy as old drapes
I needed you, I cried
Where were you?
My tears are far from dried
And I wonder if you miss me too
Maybe I should just let go
Make it a clean sweep
But my bravado is simply for show
Beneath it, I quiver in my sleep
I know not what to do
Explanations have ceased to work
What remain are the bittersweet memories
And a minute hope that lurks