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I am terrified, that I got it wrong inside my mind. Maybe she needs me badly and I just rise to fight. That she’s trapped here, looking for the light, I just want to breathe, knowing she’s alright. For my mind it struggles day and night. I think of her and feel afraid of heights, as it’s so easy, to fall straight into her eyes. She’s not mine, my heart has shrunk in size. Yes I try to forget, I’m looking for my ways. I no longer hope that she comes here and stays. For if she desired, my door it creaks and prays, to see her walk through, she’s stuck inside a maze. I feel disgraced, almost shallow, for I’m chased by my own shadow. Oh what would I do, if she needed me right now and her hands in search of mine, reaching, with no clue as to how. For I did long ago, swear and make a vow, one word, wherever, I smile and take a bow. I’d run, through the night, praying for more might, so I reach her faster and carry her inside. Where nobody will ever harm, in my soul, where she’ll bring calm. The oceans they’ve been screaming, ever since she’s gone. I am afraid, perhaps she couldn’t trust me. Perhaps I couldn’t wait, perhaps my soul is ugly. I’d trade my life for knowledge, she lays unburdened by weight. And if she made mistakes, I am only human, my heart it does now break. Not because she’s sinned, that’s not now why I shake, it is just so simple, without her now I wake. I thought that she was fate. Regardless let me set this straight, as long as she’s okay, let my heart forever ache. I am now terrified, that it’s all wrong inside my mind. If she’s lost and can’t hear my cries, let this ink be a beacon, that she can always find.

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