Words of a Poet

Our Unclear Future

Why would you want me…
When I don’t even want to be around myself?
Too messed up to even figure out what is wrong
My mind is dry
My heart is broken
My throat is shy
I regret what is spoken.

Our future unclear
I know this isn’t right
But in the back of my mind
You are worth the fight.
When I’m with you
It feels like it should
But when you leave me
I know we never could.

This has to be worth it
Otherwise I wouldn’t care
I catch myself watching you sleep
I can only stare.
I know you can’t
And I know you won’t
But I just want to hear the words
Just this once
Say what you truly feel
Exactly… what I want to hear.

by Matthew Henrickson