A sense of her...

Can you hear that unspoken plea

Traversing the silence, her prayer resonates,

While you frolick away your time in glee,

She vies for attention thinking its never too late.

Can you see that invisible trust

Breaching the boundaries, she patiently waits,

While you flirt away love and treasure lust,

She weathers the storms standing at your gate. 

Can you feel that buried hurt

Rending the shackles, her pain vibrates,

While you fling away unbridled anger and disgust,

She withers inside but never questions her fate.

Can you taste that bitter tear
Clinging the precipice, she deliberates,
While you toast away to a stranger's glory,
She falls, a sacrifice, cleaning your flawed slate.

Can you smell that burning desire,
Daring the odds, she silently states,
While you walk away to pursue ambition,
Her life is yours, her love for you will never abate.

Evasion....

"Each thing I do I rush through so I can do/ something else" - Stephen Dobyns

If I had a single moment to myself each day, 

That day would be filled with pain again- 

For in that moment I would unquestionably find 

That what I'd become is not how I'd begun. 

If I had a single chance to take, 

That instance would be filled with doubt again- 

For in that chance I would not rely, 

This what I wanted is not what I need. 

If I had a single fibre of courage bestowed, 

That strength would slowly waste away 

And to that strength I would not hold 

For tears taste better to a hopeless soul. 

If I had a single hand to hold- 

That gesture would be frowned upon, 

For in that hand is a touch of kindness- 

That guilt would be my ultimate withdrawal. 

If I was asked to make a single wish, 

That dream I'd seen open eyes would revive, 

And in that dream I would want to reside- 

For what I rush through is just life. 

So don't give me a moment, a chance or courage 

Don't lend me a hand or ask for my wish 

I don't want to cherish what I can't nourish

 I just want to rush through this life.