When now?
I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.
Where is it now?
The light i saw
searching for it.
in the hole,
within my chest
within my mind.
where has it gone?
confusion leads
as my mind wars
hapiness is here
yet i can't feel it.
convulsing pictures
of a past painful
cascading over smiles
erasing joy of now.
far from the situation
it still replays
after spoken word
it remains within
pulling me away
pushing us both
running deep
a broken heart
of old.
surfacing
in the dark.
© 2019 Wendy Engela