I had to shut the door
I could not cope any more
But I did not know
I could not know
That you would never knock
That my clutching fear
Of not being near
Of not being wanted
Would leave me haunted
That you would never speak
I thought I might be greeted
With an open heart entreated
Not the darkness of abyss
The firmness of your diss
That you would not respond
I reached out in high anxiety
I kneeled in sincere piety
I left the next step up to you
And what did you do?
You answered me with ................
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Silence.
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