Father Poem by Tracy Craighead

Father

I didn't answer your call
Or bother to return it
I couldn't cure my mind
My injured heart is weak
My wounds won't heal
I can't talk now
It's too much..
Too hard
Too heavy

I don't know what to say
words are so lost
this distance, silence
a comfort... at a cost

The problem is....I don't understand
the actions you take
the decisions you make
unanswered questions
all for whose sake?

when is the price too high
or the loss too much
to hold on to pride
or fear, or both?
The questions whirl around
in my mind
I am a woman
not a child
my trust is no longer blind

I can hear, but not speak
I don't know what
to say
I hope beyond hope that you don't want
it this way
maybe it is easier for you,
maybe you can sleep,
perhaps you believe your own
words,
perhaps they give you peace

but, I am volcano, dormant for now
my explosions are deep and
under control
yet, I burn…
I feel the fire
this restless desire for the truth
I constantly yearn