You’re going with your gut
but, but
your heart bleeds from the cut
in the spaces
But, but, but
just forget what’s already dead
it’s only in your head
but, but
it’ll leave when not fed
but
time, then erases
Love lingers on, even
after much of hope has passed away
with time, and the earth seems
flat again; it’s sharp edges cutting deep
Still, some continue to struggle
in contradiction of the calm
that peace desperately needs to breathe
Confrontation has no part in the nature
of love and peace, therefore
it is never true when one says
they are fighting a war for peace
There’s no time for romancing
but sometimes we’re still dancing
in the kitchen; laughing
like before, ’til our sides
are stitching, where nothing
seemed a chore, side by side
it was all fun and laughing
not just in the kitchen, smiles wide
no troubles to be ditching; dancing,
lots of dancing; time, not a thought
when it led to later romancing
There’s a lot that
I don’t understand and
try as I might, my mind
never gets the upper hand
Too much time is spent
on trying to figure out
how to stand taller than
those shadows of all my doubts
I just wish everything
could be clear and clean
free from sorrow, void of pain
love, being all it would ever mean