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Saturday, March 22, 2025

Eternal Girl

So late and my mind wanders
I recall the little girl
Inhabiting this body
Who weeped 
Throughout childhood 
Unable to understand, the others
Who struggled to answer 
For herself 
And saw books as portals 
Into other people's minds
I thought if I studied enough 
I could stop the relentless inadequacy 
I felt 
If only I could learn enough 
To free myself from obligation 
I could do what I wanted then
I wished for love 
But was used
And the relentless call to learn 
Did not end 
I lay here holding my own slender hand 
Alone
I miss you 
I'm sure I am a fool 
Eternally questioning 
My broken heart 

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