The idea of strength
lost on many
sallow sadness
instead
a perception being
held
without reason
just led
by perhaps
tears inside a river
discerning an
abyss of loneliness.
Why hold on
rather
disappear so he
might not be able
find
his sojourn then
quiet recovery
a grasp
a painful plea
still those metaphor
confuse love
with material
are drawn by reason
only his not hers.
For truth is inherent
allows self awareness
not pity yet sweet
compassion
burden is less
yet so difficult
is to understand
a value
what we believe
to be real
not a fantasy
the matter of knowing
this energy we feel
never falter
only found
our center
exists today
gentle our touch
while I believe
apersonaljourney - stories of love 