It Is What It Is Poem by Talia Goldson
It Is What It Is
Desporation
Heavy breathing
panic
where am I
What have i Become
I Quiver
not with fear but confusion
Is this the end
I ask myself
Who is He
do I know Him
does He Love me
I hear a voice
but i see no face
Its firmiliar to me
Its coming back to me
All of it
I love him
He loves me
But this love could never be
A shadow during the day
A light during the night
Our hidden love shines bright
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