She feels selfish in her state of worry
Consumed by the perceived powerlessness
She is not the one having to face it all
Not the one with relentless strength
Or unfeigned bravery
Qualities merely talked about in reverent tones
She finally takes the time to count
Every word she’s left unsaid
Wondering if time is finally running out
After moving so slowly all these years
Where does that leave her
But in constant confliction
Does she swallow the feeling that always occurs
When these thoughts concealed her mind
Going forth with her painstakingly careful plan
Does she keep it all at bay
Desperate to avoid verbal communication
Or anything that might give herself away
Knowing that simply ends in awkward silence
Not wanting to cause her any more pain
She feels selfish in her state of worry
Consumed by the perceived powerlessness
All of this for 3 small words
She wants so desperately to speak
She wants her so desperately to finally hear
Naively believing they will heal her
Childishly wishing she could take her hand
For everything to be as it should
So she slowly exhales a shaky breath
As those words fall from her lips
2 comments:
Beautiful...you have an amazing gift, I have read this particular one quite a few times and it is as poignant as the first time. All of your poems are genuine, and an accurate reflection of your warm heart :) Thank you...Take Care, John C
Wow John, I don't even know what to say...you are such a sweet guy. Your kind words mean so much to me, thank you <3
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