I just don't know what to make of it
Give it all to Him, you said
I think I need some time away
You both seem so different than in the old days
We're apart when we're together
The tensions grow and shrink,
N always wanting me to stay,
Yet spending our whole time on links
I don't know what to make of it
It's the isolation amidst the masses
The loneliness when we aren't alone
Pushing me toward the brink
How am I supposed to deal with it all?
Give it all to Him?
How is that done, exactly?
Fine.
HELLO THERE LORD, can you HEAR ME?
<crickets>
WHAT AM I TO DO WITH THIS UNBEARABLE WEIGHT?
AND THE LUMP
IN MY THROAT?
...And the fear...
...And the hate...
It is hard
Here in this incredibly strange place
With no access to you
Save the memory of your face
Alive and awake here
In my own skin
The pain is too difficult
And so I fall again
But now taking inventory
Observing my own thoughts
And noting without judgment
The actions and the oughts
I'm tangled and impeded
In circumstance, it seems
Perhaps I'll learn to let go...
Please visit me in dreams