Pulled too tightly
No more almighty.
Haunted with the thought of leaving.
I flaunted no reason to give,
like time, the seasons hide from my seeing eye.
My conscious mind can not reason with the unknown.
My anguished thoughts released. My words, caught on your sleeve.
Craved onto your broken heart
My tone, imprinted.
Imprinted so carelessly.
With no hint of forgiving.
I can not resist the residing grief.
Copyright © Christina Clark