591 There Are Some Days [10 February 2004]

There are some days
my eyes don’t want to open.
Fearful am I to awaken,
knowing that all I shall find
is an empty bed in a lonely house.
The sounds of life move around and through,
never settling within my heart.
For that one thing I have wanted forever
has not entered into my life as of yet.
Façade features over painful emotions
keep the world at bay,
none knowing the inner desires
that rage like a burning forest,
nor the tears that flood like a broken dam
across the open plains.
Could I but foresee the day
when that one thing entered my life,
then would the unhappiness of each passing moment
be easier to bear,
for the hope sleeping in my heart
would finally awaken to keep my breathing.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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