Day 12: The Process

Originally Written September 5, 2008

Venting...

Still pulling my self away
until you realize what it means to have me here,
until you realize what it takes to keep me there,
until you realize what we have here
right now.
But I am not sure it is sure to happen.
Happenstance is not in my favor.
Patiently, still waiting for the chance to savor
the taste swelled with flavor.
And still I am slowly pulling away from you.

And as I am slowly pulling away from you
I am slowly giving up hope.
The dream hanging on a string
held up from the tattered fibers of a rope.
And if it broke, I don't think I would mind too much.
But my mind would have to rewind and stall
because you seemed to be my clutch.
They say patience is virtue and I'm struggling with that
Looking at a bleak failure,
time to grab the tissue, and remain intact.

I come back and write on that pages
that just so happened to be lined with the phrases
that I had previously taken into thought.
And I see that I keep noticing the same thoughts...
over and over...over and over...over and over...
But you would think after while
I would have nothing more to say,
but I have more to express...

I am on Day 12
and I still can not tell you the same thing
that I mentioned on the first day.
Damn!
It has made me realize
I am making no true progress.
Trapped by the things that I wish to confess.
The only thing I have done is
make my self feel somewhat better.

But every time I see you
I have to look into your eyes
and the hardest thing to do
is look away.

©Lyrically Poetic