Poems

I.
Hold me    and let me weepto the tune of    the unexpressed    the unfelt    the unrequited        the visions un-lived    the dreams not shared in reality        the empathy never received    the struggles never understood        the struggles never seen
 
II.See in me what I can nottell youHold meHold me    in stillnessHold me    in true compassion        If you would            ...If you couldBottled up    it still lives,Hungering for    connection    understanding    comaraderieFamished,this story of mine,like parchment in the desertSeeking outside to fulfill the longing inside,I turn to youIII.Different planes,    different planesHow can we come to seeeach otherIf we are not together    “We”        …If there is no “we”?Am I an island or interconnected,and if the latter,why do I feel disconnected    and alone?You’re so far off the mark from meBut then… so am II live in the pastI live in the future    Such is my present,    rarely glimpsedIf so, do I— I— live?Guess it depends on who the    I isIV.I run awayOut of fear    that you get too close    that I reveal too much        become too vulnerable        become to tender    that I get hurt        again            again                again                    again                        againWho inflicts the wound?You, or me?But, too…Melting into sweetnessI drown in the pool oflove life hoping expecting remembering hopingFEELING!You come down and drink from me,and I start to cry,and my heart leaps,and somehow,    I escape