Questioning fate
I quietly asked if she needed anything.
The girl is truly dependable
and to think that anyone
would come out and help,
she never questions intent.
Having had the questions asked,
she thinks to herself
the next act must come quick
not thought out and planned.
She’s sorrows sweet friend.
It’s hard to simply forget
to naturally place things
in the back of the mind.
Hesitate, and I may not wait,
such answers are gut instincts
the girl is in indecisive
in her, her answer hides.
It’s hard to imagine why
she’d ever say anything
that would jeopardize the buoyancy
of a perfectly balanced ship.
In other words,
there aren’t a set of pretty words
that will ever really save her.
Either she blindly leaps
or she’ll be pushed.
If only one could supplant her imperfections.
The truth would come out
as sorrow cannot answer.
Her mind is truly overturned.
I want you
I want her
to stay half way around the world.
Don’t plan on coming back.
This other side of the wall
has been beautifully decorated,
in fact,
it’s no barrier at all.
