a tear leaks out
a tear in the fabric

why?

passing the nights away
floating
drifting
soon
an anchor
hold me down
a rope on the ankle
bobbing, adrift,
but able to return

a common point
an equilibrium

yes
the change

will it come soon?
will it happen?
should I work towards it?
will it work towards itself?
I have an identity

but I'm afraid to share it

it is the time for change
the time to
        discover yourself
so many questions