Sunday, December 12, 2010

sometimes.
when i am alone.
all alone in my thoughts.
i entertain the idea.
quietly.
quickly.
without a breath.
what if i can't.
what if i can't survive.
what if i can't face.
four more months.
what if i can't.
survive.
face.
breath.
what if i can't.
and just as quickly.
they all come in focus.
and my thoughts.
living in the creases on my face.
in drawn down eyes.
but only in the quiet.
in the aloneness.
do i entertain.
do i wonder.
worry.
ask.
what if i can't.

1 comment:

cmm said...

i love you. and you can. i do look forward to a sit and a chat and a cuddle from you as soon as you're back and settled, but right now i am so incredibly proud of you darling.