I Am
I am sad and worried.
I wonder where the hope went.
I hear the cardinal calling.
I see the orange glow of the setting sun.
I want jubilation.
I am mournful and apprehensive.
I pretend to be content.
I feel the dread of emptiness.
I touch warm skin.
I worry about loves reality.
I cry about loneliness.
I am melancholy and uneasy.
I understand once again that love is fleeting.
I say ultimately there is only me.
I dream of moving away from here.
I try to find a reason.
I hope for change.
I am wistful and restless.
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