friday, april 27, 2007

these things

these things in life
i see every day
i do not understand
how did i get here
and where am i going
why does it not
make more sense
alone is wrong
but company is confusing
two souls growing
sharing space
is hard on both
and this soul
feels old
always old
and untrusted
and different
and all it wants
is a place to call home
and a love to share
for a God who sees
you seem nearsighted
sometimes
i don't understand
but i can't get away from you
so why
can't you explain
a little more

love

it seems sometimes
i'm the only one left
who cares
about caring.
friendly banter
is not so friendly
maybe i'm guilty too.
i often feel
it's two against one
and i'm one.
why do they only see
what is mean
even if it isn't.
i can barely speak
because they get upset
and call me mean
and pull away.
my voice
my soul
is masked
by a veil
i do not see
did not put there
and cannot remove.
i am caught
in this trap
this net
of imperfection
and sin
and guilt
without the freedom
or ability
to be free.
what can i do
to show you
my soul is clean?
and why is love
never what it seems.