Trouble

Stepping across
An infinite chasm,
I see the glint
Of your shiny, white teeth.

Are you asking
For forgiveness,
Or are you not
Sorry at all?

Making amends
Heals the wound,
But tomorrow,
We start digging again.

How many times
Do we have to go
Down the same road
Before we realize

It’s a dead end?

Maybe there is hope
For two souls
Entwined in love
And struggle.

Maybe through the
Crucible of pain
We can be forged
Into something

Entirely different.

All our faults,
Our insecurities
And weaknesses…
Can they create?

Strength in weakness.
Is it possible?
Can we turn the tables
On logic?

I hope so.
If not, we’re in trouble.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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