angrysad poem

[sarahwpen]

Is there a little tiny place
that wants me for a while?
that holds me close and warm and safe
that's full of old denial?

If I lay my cares aside
and climb in next to you,
would hope still wait upon my wake
to guide me further too?

My heart, it skips away with you
my mind bewildered stands
to watch the spectacle unfold
with trembling lead for hands

No longer can I look that way
"That heart will be our death!"
as sadly now I turn my back
and swear under my breath

Like youth, and joy, they flit to where
spring never meets the snow
if I could find that place I'd stay
and never let you go.