Explain. Myself. Again.
Why do I have to explain,
Why do I have to explain,
When my intentions are good, I explain.
No one doubts me any more, so explain.
Why you think I’m not doing my job. Explain.
In the woods, I am lost in myself.
I hold everything dear to myself.
Among mule deer, I am silent myself.
Wondering why I am unkind to myself.
Everything is softness again,
I am walking this trail yet again,
I can’t believe I am troubled again,
With the problems I solved once again.
I find myself crying again,
Unable to explain tears falling again,
Filled with regret for myself again
Falling to my knees in the forest again.
Why do I keep my pain to myself?
Wanting to expand beyond myself,
But instead tucking into myself,
Again unable to explain myself.
Even to myself, I can not explain,
How I find words to explain,
How I find images to explain,
Again, I myself, have no way to explain.
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