Questioning Time 2

Chapter 6|The Secrets

 

Questioning Time

Questioning this page this pen this

belief in my dream

I’m starting to realize

that very few seem

to believe in this kind of sage

a sin

is what the glowing beam

has become in my eyes.

Thought that this would

be good enough

And what do you care

your not even here

to hold me close

it leaves a residue

of poison in my gut

it doesn’t feel right

I can not blame you

but I can not honor you

for anything

I wanted to put faith in you

hope

and a little love

But I’ve come undone

And I just can’t care anymore

what if it did matter

what if I cared

Still

and wanted someone to be there

it’s an endless dream

and it’s my destiny

to be alone

right now

alone

so tell me this

What’s so filling in this?

that can’t crawl in my lap

When I write

She chases my pen

with spite

as if my soul purpose

is to touch her.

What if that mattered?

how many times can I say this

How many times can I feel this

the only difference

is the person

not the person

that doesn’t matter.

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