Glued

You've moved on;
My feet remain glued to the floor.
Ten paces behind you, 
I stare on as you close the door.
All I ask is you wait a little longer,
Hold on a little tighter, 
Please wait for me to get stronger.
I'm lost inside myself.
Insane? Maybe I am. 
God I've taken on too much,
I can hardly bear to stand
Every thing that has been given to me
I prepare to call it quits.
And yet my feet remain glued to this spot,
Ready for each hit.
You've gone on,
Here I remain,
Ten paces behind you,
Still feeling the pain.
All I ask is that you give me more time,
Walk with me a while,
Though I know it's not your style.
I don't know what to do from here,
Everything familiar has disappeared.
Yet I reach out for something no longer near,
Lost in the flames of the past two years.
God I've taken way too much,
I'm not strong enough, this storm is too rough.
And yet my feet remain glued here,
Though the rain keeps pouring, washing away
Everything dear.
You've paddled on,
Here I stand,
Ten paces behind you with an empty hand.
I've taken it all, there's not much more I can stand.
All I ask is that you stay close, please don't walk away,
Hold on tighter, walk much closer, be patient in every way.
One day this glue will wear away, someday again I'll move
On. Until then all I ask is that you wait until I'm strong.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Kendrick Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 10:25 AM
Time heals all broken hearts. Keep writing. Sara
Nutter Avatar
October 2, 2009 at 3:06 AM
Nice write full of worry and a little hope. Nice job. A. W. Nutter www.freewbs.com/abcedit
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