A Little Bit of Poetry…

Confinement

My future looks at me
With pain and disappointment
I turn in shame, walk away
Afraid as the arrow pierces my heart
I cannot do it, cannot turn
And see the accusation within your eyes
For the future withers and I simply fly
On wings to burdened to carry you
Soon I’ll be there, in your place
My future, this day of abandonment
I’ll curse the silence, wish for death
And hope the goddess accepts my request
But today I walk while wiping sharp tears
Numb to the pain I am causing
For I cannot do it, cannot turn
And see my future condemn me
Don’t leave me here,
Don’t walk away,
Don’t make me feel this helpless.
How can this happen, what can I do
When all that is action has left me?
Karma turns on a dime
Thirty years fly in an instant
And now I’m here, in this future place
Where abandonment happened so heartless
I stare at the sky, through dusted glass
And pray for the goddess to take me
For I cannot do it, cannot face it
This long slow death of confinement.
Don’t leave me here,
Don’t walk away
Don’t make me face this resting place
How can this happen? What can I do?
When all that is action has left me?

Rebecca R. Grusendorf 9.30.2022