Anticipation
ANTICIPATION
Scattered pieces,
Shattered lives,
Blindfolded stories,
Knotted with lies.
Whom to believe,
Who’s broken apart?
This is insanity,
Where is my heart?
Trust issues… really?
You’re never there,
You don’t know me,
Like you care.
I remember days,
Dark, grey, cold,
Awakened by nightmares,
Hell, as it’s told.
Shots being fired,
Me the bull’s-eye,
Useless is your weapon,
No more tears to cry.
One day may be different,
Two days the same,
Anticipation-
I’m good at this game.
For Shealyn. 2012
Copyright © Kristin Edwards | Year Posted 2015
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