Fare Thee Well

Thank you

For the best of times
The worst of them
For remembering
Who I might have been
If it hadn’t all been wasted.

I keep giving up in waves.
I’ve been fighting the quit,
But the reality of my stillbirth
And my culpability in it,
Is branded Lost Cause.

It’s humiliating to be exposed
On video tape
For all you have hated to be,
All you tried to escape
But could never defeat.

I don’t know why
It had to be a public spectacle
Why You told me time and again
Run back to the table
Under the nose of judgement

But I don’t care; just hold me.
I feel like there is no such action
As betrayal, because it requires trust
The way will always be grasping factions
And dangerous liaisons.

The dream of love is over,
Love of any kind,
But I know it’s Who You are-
I’ve been born blind.
I am incapable of love.

For a million reasons
Only You can overcome.

I want to run,
But that’s just geography.