Saturday, December 28, 2013

Triple trouble / Alexithymia

You wished me into your life,
shortly allowing us both to thrive.
Two souls connected by touch
which soon became too much.

I knew I could only lose
by giving you freedom to choose
to decide with your mind or soul
I wanted you whole, and lost all
I saw you shedding some tears,
while submitting to your fears.
I planted seeds of freedom in you,
would've loved be around for harvest, too.

The mix of cheap wine and deep sorrow
now has me waiting for a better tomorrow.

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