Hope

Hope

I'm so sad

That I could cry

But I can't, it's weird

And I'm wondering why

Maybe I'm not

As lonesome as I feel

Maybe there's someone

Some present and some real

I sit here and listen to

Any ole music of the trees

I watch the sound of silence

Between "not to's" or “to be's”

I want to do something

But I'm kind of paralyzed

I desire me to be legit 

And all surprised

I'm longing for good talking, I'm longing for walking

But not so on down some lonesome way, all by my own

I want to share details, I want to share wholeness

Along intimacy, around people, and at home.

I'm, the hell, lonesome that I could howl

To be heard and seen by someone

To wail out my sadness

And call it all gone

Who am I or will I

Or could I probably be

If I had love for myself

"With or without glee"

So I'm going on

But I'm feeling back

Still surrounded by water

Around my drowning neck

Yet my head is all up

I'm breathing, I'm seeing

Feeling worthwhile

A human being

I keep on that absurd smiling

Even loaded like a stupid dump

One day there'll be some ground

With enough love in, to jump

HC_B - 29/08/10

[1:55 PM]