Looking for direction and some sort of guidance.
Filling in the gap of the unfulfillable.
An impossible task thus far.
I go back and forth between what I think is right.
Blinded hope leaves me wondering why I bother.
Might it be that this time is different?
I want to fill a connection, to feel the embrace.
Left with an angry face,
a loveless heart,
and an empty hole in the pit of my belly.
Don't want to let go and I expect so much more.
Complete withdrawal is perhaps the only answer?
Will I let my heart continue to bleed more?
Pray for my sanity.
Somebody must have borrowed it but forgot to give it back.
Pray for it's safe return.