walking on this aisle
my harbor so visible
with each step i move closer
he moves a mile farther
i see an entanglement he's trapped himself in
flustered yet faking confidence
at bay, still feeling free.
procreated fences all around
no channel, to get to his core
interlaced but talking to me
calling me near
asking me to hold on
but i cant find a stand
unreal is what he is living in.
i told him this may let you survive
but living, is different
bone of contention
bickering and brawling
fixed and headstrong he is
fragile and vitreous i am.
this facet sustained,
and then came
a phase of speechlessness
which prolonged too
...then silence broke
both said breathe into me
or i might die.....................
eternal rest was a fear
but separation was even more
terrorizing & shuddering .
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