story of the day: indecision

It’s hard to say it to your face,

When i can’t look you in the eye,

Even if i knew the words;

I couldn’t form them, if i tried.

I want to be articulate,

When speaking logistics & truth.

I can’t convey that image though,

I’m still living in my youth.

I’d love to feel okay again

A fresh start, a new day.

But then i fear i’ll face a new pain,

Still not knowing what to say.

I’ll try my best to be understood,

In more ways than one.

I’ll draw a picture, chart a map

To lead you to where i’ve gone.

I’m not sure that you’ll follow me,

You’ve got skeletons of your own.

Just know when you’re ready to flee,

You wont have to be alone.

Times and trials will get to us,

Behind darkened closet doors.

The road seem to collapse ahead

Like closing corridors.

Yet with desire to start anew,

Soon will follow after.

Bright and shining happiness

Flowing forth from boughs of laughter.

So when and if you’re ever ready

For rebirth of soul & spirit;

I’ll be near with outstretched arms

And ears open to hear it.

I’d thank you for your sympathy

If a thank you i could loan.

But your desire to find the best of me

I can only find, alone.

the dam to the wellspring of life is broken, and is running dry. heal me & fill me up again.