Questioning
Questioning
why
I refuse
to erase
a history
lived
passionately
why
Questioning
myself
left alone
allow
a river carry
away my
sinking feelings
rush them
get lost
towards
the stream
a point of
drowning
due to
exhaustion.
Questioning
my confusion
why not
absorb
my anger
visualize
with glazing eyes
a destination
to land
my soundless
voice
towards
reality
our closeness
is
doomed.
Questioning
my sobriety
never
impose
when
hope to cope
dissolves
Oh! twister
whirl me
strongly
towards
spring showers
wet my
brain
a drop
of water
to surface
intact.
Answering?
my confidence
whispered
be
determined
to feel
when words
decides
choose
Freedom.
Therese Bacha
25 June 2013
Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2013
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