Vagrant whiplash of pain
Curse through my veins
As I soak in this frivolous pursuit of hoping
Slowly I walk through this
Chasm of expectations
Bleeding and broken
Beneath the myriad of questions
Lies the white flag
Raised gradually
With every infinitesimal
Sign of promises crushed
And sweet words turning sour
I am now intoxicated and drowned
In the onslaught of sorrow
No one cares enough to listen
To my heart speak…
3/15/2007
