Poem on confused love: Wounded Soliloquy
And when did we meet? And when did we part? And what did you say That troubled my heart? And why did you smile? And why did you frown? And why do I feel That I have let you down? And why do I feel That a shadow now stands Between me and my God And is forcing my hands? Did a blade swiftly slash Where I stood, through my breast? Now the warmth of my blood Seeks the earth where I rest. I am mind, I am mud. I am thirst, you are flood. What have I that you seek? I am drained as I speak. Having nothing to give, Having nothing to gain, I crawl like a child. Crawling deadens the pain.