Fear Tree

The fear has grown greater;
Well-watered was my first mistake.
Then fertilized with broken wishes,
Then came all the steps I didn’t take.
Oh, I know well the consequences;
But this tree is all I have
In a world I can’t see soften,
And in my bones, I’ve always known,
Its wood will be my coffin.

Opinions

I’m tired of the words
The circles that you say
You don’t see the irony
I don’t see the way
Forward in your viewpoint
Maybe I am wrong
But to explain how others trap you with opinions
You argue that you’re right for hours long

Better

Show me the world I’m missing
The one that’s full of light
And take from me the darkness
In the fancy of my flight

Reeling

I cannot still this rasp of breathing
Or quiet an unrelenting mind;
Only watch a cold world, reeling
At the uncertainty of what I find.

Listless

I gape and ask “what is this?”
At the papered shreds around the fridge.
“Oh,” you say
Without even a cringe,
“I was feeling listless.”

Trapped

My hand tightens for the feeling
Still it evades me as I run
No forest clearing to catch up in
No trap to hold and stun

There is just the fear that holds me
As I become the prey
Cornered by my own wanting
Until I’m the only one that didn’t get away

Forfeit

There is sickness in the life I’m living
It blows in from the window
With the sound of carried voices
Raised, but still unclear
A torturous secret
That I’ve no right to be near

Depths

There is a bottom beneath
A deeper dark
A loosened grip
And then the floor parts
Uncounted seconds
Minutes, hours
Pass unseen
Lost to powers
Greater than the depths you’ve known
So fall as you will — but don’t let go

Foray

The years I’ve spent all looking inward
The answers never found
The hours, dreading, looking outward
At the wild world unbound

The scenes are set, the curtains rising
The actors all arranged
But will we pass with colors flying
Or flee an empty stage?

Deeper

The rain comes at last
Painter of a deeper green
Brings living to life