Will It Ever End
Why me? I am angry!
Why must I be the one?
I hate being weak
How do I cope…
I have no idea.
He said it had to be done
He gave me the options
Like buying a car
So simplified
So impersonal.
More scars
Some seen, most unseen
Mixed feelings
Need it over with
Don’t want to face it!
Tired of the pieces
Wanting the whole
The need to grow
To become one
Burns deep inside.
The day looms
At times shaking
The unknown fears
But other times
The fears settle
Like a heavy mantle.
They say Don’t worry
How can I not?
My world is changing
Its not something
That is easy
To come to terms with.
Cold steel
Soft warm flesh
Sleeping calm
Bright lighting
Cold so cold
I have been there
Have to do it again.
Will it ever end?
I hope it’s over
After this one
Doubt creeps
Into my mind.
Kit Masters © Written November 23, 2004;
originally posted November 27, 2004
originally posted November 27, 2004
