Unseen and invisible it grows
slowly but surely.
Like a virus it slowly
eats away the bond.
Virtually i can always reach out
yet i mock at the irony
that in reality
i can't.
It wasn't so some time before,
where wonderful camaraderie
was apparent.
And now i slowly feel
that i am losing my once safe haven.
A missed step, a ruined dance.
What beautiful turn must i use,
To rise gracefully from the fall
and save my dance in life?
I mock
I despair
I snort
at the wall.
I wish
I pray
That it will crumble and fall.
before it crushes me.
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