Sunday, October 27, 2013

Meeting


Friday morning we meet,
Cheery eyed, ready to explore my mind,
Saturday night I tear myself to shreds
Knowing I won't see you until that next Friday morning 
And I'm taken aback by my helplessness 
Filled with regret
Together we learn much,
Alone I learn meekly, no great sum of knowledge,
Nothing obtained, simply siphoned 
In your office I am safe,
Surrounded, and easily calmed
The world is far from this place 
Cold and unforgiving, 
It thrives in my failure, revels in my weakness
But you are caring,
Your space feels comforting
Once left, air becomes frigid again
Old pains are renewed, previous thoughts made true
Once left I'm back the mess I was once
I fear always I will be this person
And never will it truly change 
Happiness isn't always,
But neither should sadness be 
Dark willows cloud my weary thoughts
Who is the being I see 
Who is it really when I look at me? 
That Friday meeting a week away
I wonder in that time, how often my mind will stray 

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