She stands in the hall

She listens as they argue

Tears begin to fall

...What is wrong with me?

So much to process

Why can’t it just be easy?

I feel too deeply.

Why can’t I decide

what I want my life to be?

I can’t know everything...

Dew on pointy leaves

Even they will let love in

Water soothing pain.

Stress is killing me.

I’m anxious and paranoid.

I need it to end.

time heals wounds they say.

so when can life move along?

its time for a new beginning.