Not Done
Location
Standing there as my throated constricted
Every word he said left me a little more jilted
So much to say but no one who wanted to hear
So much to hope for 'cause there was so much to fear
The words couldn’t escape but my sanity surely did
When I felt fear swallow everything I had to give
Then before I know it, incoherence replaces all that was left
My once poignant thoughts come to a mundane death
A death that is tragic but swept away like cinders on a floor
Like the end of young child who always dreamed for more
I wish I had remembered what I wanted to say that day
Not for me, but for someone else hoping to fly away
Because I needed someone to tell me I wasn’t crazy
But they never did and that’s something no one can undo
So maybe they need the same things I needed too
Maybe I can understand the way he feels today
When he’s told he’s been dreaming his life away
For if I can be myself despite the way they think
And say with certainty that I’m not crazy
Maybe he can feel our hearts beat to same drum
Just like me, he will know he is not done