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Poetry: Broken & lost

by Trisha Mcdonald

I will not let you agonize me, taunting me with your words.
I hate the echoes inside of me when your presence eagerly returns,
I cover my ears and shut my eyes, but I can not hide the truth
I wish to forget the memories and the secrets I left with you.
I shake my head as tears fall down, bleeding through my sheets
I long for answers I can not find so discreetly I retreat.

Am I still standing where I left off? Or am I two steps behind?
What have I done? Where am I? Is there something left to find?
Are you hiding underneath my skin? Or is it me who's breaking down?
Where is the surface I yearn for? Will I live or will I drown?
Is this the path intended? Or have I crossed the line?
Will you be waiting at the end? Or am I walking blind?

I fear regret and refuse to budge so I will wait and see.
If flickers keep proceeding, then further I will lead.
Happiness is hard to achieve but there for those who seek.
I meekly walk for honest truth I faithfully believe.
Step by step I'm moving forward or maybe just pretend.
Is this blur in front of me your hand or just an end?

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