Uncertainty

My uncertainty draining my incorporeal essence…

The distress causing me the opposite of dreams…

I then withdrawal to protect my intellectual core…

 

As I commence to believe your spoken words anew…

Your treachery is once more witnessed…

It is prominent the circle will never cease…

 

My aspiration of you proposing has departed…

The visual sensation of our sacred day no longer exists…

Aging collectively cannot be envisioned…

 

Still, I aspire that your pernicious sequence impedes…

Praying I believe you if it does…

Reluctant that you will confirm your devotion…

Conceptualizing I will be impaired recurrently…

 

Once again, petrified to relinquish my fears…

My past trepidations haunt me…

As I reside there once more…

 

Author's Note

Should I attach a translation? Or should I leave it mysterious?

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

LEAVE IT AS IS .
If you change anything you might lose some of
those delicious words. Some of those words are
more dangerous than the frying pan women used
to hit guys with.
Keep writing , I`m off to see more .