Interrupted Flow
Set me free, I pray
empty. You will not go
forth and leave me today.
Solemn, sick, and frail,
my emotions flow…
still I’m without a way
to push you from me.
The sun it grows low
above us not a ray
shines forth to break the gray
day. What we both know
continues to weigh
on minds that don’t say
what our eyes clearly show.
Yet we struggle with frays
holding others at bay
with false smiles. We pay
in time, launching blows.
Still you won’t go.
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