There's a burried truth beneath all the lies,
That fiction it blinds me as it stirs and unties.
Forward I go, but I still hold back,
I reach for my safety but I'm still intact.
I search for a reason but nothing prevails,
I try and I try but in the end I would fail.
I cling on to hope for the coming of tomorrow,
But still I would doubt and I'm left in my sorrow.
As I cross the street and I look down the floor,
I wonder again would I open the door.
I lose my balance as I wobble and slide,
I run back and forth as I flee and I hide.
I look for a way to try to move on,
But how can I do so, I keep holding on.
I need to know the reason so that I can feel,
So that this confusion would finally heal.
I don't know when this confusion would end,
But I know I'm sure that you're just my friend.
I should be contented, I should just accept,
Before I start thinking and misinterpret.
So I am now waiting for courage and time,
So I can be with ease and just move on fine.
Nashy Lamen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-611/
