it's the waiting that kills
by Ava Blu
with bended knees,
you knelt before everyone and let them bare witness
to the agonizing secrets youll never share
with us
I understand,
I truly do,
how our lives become something covert
with love,
these tears came without the realization
that your fear is beyond my imagination
but here I am,
permitting everyone to bare witness
to the cracks in my masks
as I plead to you now
aloud before everyone,
facing my own demons in front of all mirrors,
(and admitting my own mistakes)
I am asking for the truth
within each prayer
that passes between your lips every night;
I need you to stop bending
and start answering to us.
03/12/2006
