Sometimes

Sometimes dark creeps in under the light

But wonders if one exists without the other

Blissful yeses aren’t always right

 

Sometimes letting go is the only way to hang on

When there’s nothing left to hold on to

And no one else will walk through

 

Sometimes I think I understand the screaming

Of feelings I choose to silence

Because I don’t see the reason for this kind of dreaming

 

Sometimes I remember futures I let myself forget

The possible’s I turn into improbables

Fearful of deep regret

 

Sometimes falling into deeps means hitting the ground

And letting mutuals stay buried far within

Or killing secrets softly so their murder makes no sound

 

Sometimes I realize what’s locked deep inside

But maybe that’s where it has to stay

Because there is nowhere else for it to hide

 

Sometimes circumstances prevent happy stances

Warm distractings caused by attraction

Are torn asunder by forward glances

 

Sometimes I think that what I write

Will be all that remains of my existence

So I accept that to be alright

 

Sometimes I have to say no one’s really at fault

It’s just that I’m stuck in uncertain

A constant wound rubbed in salt

 

Sometimes goodbyes come at the beginning of hello

Practical priorities of a better place

Kills seedlings so they cannot grow

 

Sometimes, yes sometimes is all I know.

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[Dream Weaver]

Sometimes a truly poignant piece such as this
comes along. Beautifully written!