not sure what you want
or what you need
i think when it comes to it –
it is easier
for you to push people away

thank you –
for sharing your illness with me…
it almost –
drove me, ‘mad’ too!
i thought, ah, love
but that never came true

when the oven –
no longer cook?
when did the lover –
stop taking a look?
when did the calendar –
run out of dates?

i know
they are like stepping stones
but someone
needs to guide me home
this life
has become a battleground

it does not need –
to be complicated
have we not
grown out of this stage
have we not –
moved through that phase

but,
is seems unattainable
should i wait?
pull up a chair
sit there
waiting for you –
to pull up a chair

i had to close the door
so i realise that now –
that door will not be open for evermore
afterall,
how could i ever live in such hope and hurt

it hurts
as hard as it hits
this cycle
leaves us in bits
we do not feel alone
just compiling lists

you do not realise
it is the greatest gift
and for you,
at the age you are
the stage is set
and you could go far

you are living –
in your age of chance
a time to fly
instead, you sit inside
a world of problems
a prisoner of the tide