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Reality Intrudes
For a time I thought often
but
Without much reflection
That I could be loved supremely
In a rosy glow of confidence
But then… reality intrudes
I believed wholly and without
Reserve that I was redeemed
With the past a prickly subject
Left alone like dreams hazy
But still with some bite
The One has never said
I love you, I need you
I want you, stay with me
Giving me little hope
And no sustenance
So reality intrudes
For to not say those
Things is an admittance
That desire does not live
For me or because of me
So in reality I walk alone
A lonely, sad figure
While those I thought of
Fondly and with love
Have left me nothing.
I cannot say I have been lied
to,
No, nor even lead astray.
It is my fault and mine alone
If now the dream unreels
And rude reality intrudes
Who am I then, in the end,
As reality so rudely intrudes?
Not loved, not wanted no
But still not above the need to
Be something to someone.
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