bright green in a colorless world
by Charlie Morgan
tonight i am seeking
but cannot find
any answers to the questions
that are binding my mind.
as i lay here weary
yet moving about
my mouth seems frozen
my heart in doubt.
not really knowing the whys
for the things that i feel,
makes me question my reasons
for believing i'm real.
to realize that i may not
be happening at all,
pulls tears from my eyes
as a babe might bawl.
on this sojourn alone
with no map as a guide,
must be a blessing, yet
why must it hide?
taking leave of my body
my emotions i permit,
to touch those around me
with the tenderest hit.
03/23/2005