Thursday, September 24, 2009

Of Things To Come

Emotions jousled and jumbled
Silent, intense yearnings
Beautiful memories

Unpredictable moods
Inable to communicate, be close
Afraid to love and be loved

Hair shredding frustrations
Only brief smiles, how are you
Empty ache, unfillable void

Ignore urges to hope
For a touch, wink, a meaningful glance
Remembrance, the first flush of feelings

Fill the days, and the nights
Get lost in endless distractions
Try not to think....not to feel