I sit at the edge of tomorrow with fear in my heart from today with the hope of yesterday, yearning for continued existence into eternity.
I am a whisper among echoes.
Bare naked, forgiving the forgotten.
Coming clean, well aware of the need to acknowledge and relish these unsatisfactory, unsatisfied desires.
To internalize the exposed only discredits the hearty.
Those that are the most fed tend to remain the hungriest
Don’t wait to be chosen.
Self-select thyself to shed the light.
It is only until we decide to emerge from the cast of shadows that we will find our own way out of the various, invisible, bothersome burdens.
An empty space leads you towards wonder.
The absence leads to questions one is
uncertain they’d want answered.
Ours is the past.
The hardest to gain.
Love of another;
The hardest to remain.
Love for another -
The hardest to abstain.
It is sometimes easiest to settle
Rather than wait for acceptance.
Adequately, you might just let it be.
As betting on the love that you deserve
May be the furthest from your reach.