It’s All About The Question Poem by Polly Klomp

It’s all about the question
That remains within me
Shall I speak of the truth
Or remain in dignity

For I will be the man,
Who will tell this true love
And end up being the man
She ends up with hate

To behold life’s secrets
And all the baggage it comes with
Eternal love and a bit of a twist
Endlessly bound between events

For I will be the man,
Who will tell this true love
And forever get locked,
Within her beautiful heart

Hopelessly I wonder with the thought
Unbeknownst what to do
Afraid what might change
Scared of what might be

Alone within a dream