Fear fills me through and through, As I lay in bed confused. The numbness I had is leaving me, The walls I built around me are breaking, And slowly Im beginning to feel- once again. Although memories come back to me, And the reasons why I chose this solitude, Echo in the recess of my mind, I fear this time it is not enough to help me escape, The confrontations I have always avoided. All I want to do is walk away. Which till now has not been an incident rare. But this once mastered art seems to have left its artist. And thus like a traitor so much like a Brutus, Stabbed another Ceaser in betrayal- though unfortunately not with killing intent. Before their time I see them. I see my cat- his furry figure white as snow, Speckled with brown here and there- lay, As still as the floor that holds him. I see my dear little sister- still unsure of my disposition! I see my mother- still decisive and calculating, but praying. I see my father- still hoping in spite of my own lack of faith. And I see my dear beloved cousin- still wiping away my tears and fighting away my fears, With no more than a smile upon her lips, Standing by me, A silent guardian watchful. Nursing an animal with more scars than he would care to exhibit. All of them I see, Their faces so white, Their dark eyes so grey. A sight so distant from now. And yet I am somehow compelled to believe in its overwhelming proximity, And wonder in despair. Fear fills me through and through, As I lay in bed confused. Asking why?- a question answered long ago. Still I am unwilling to stand by breathing, As I watch them, one by one, abandoning me for an eternity. If nothing else, I have learned Time to be my greatest adversary. So I humbly pray, For Time to be my greatest teacher.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 19:39:45 +0000
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