a heart torn
a look forlorn
that's the girl you see
walking in circles down the street
going forward
yet looking back
stuck in the present
head in a sack
wanting to pursue
yet procrastinating
afraid that the past
will drown her in memories
there's no reason
for what she's feeling
just uncontented
with what life's giving
leave this cage and fly
to seemingly greener pastures
which perhaps
are illusions and mirages
or stay here and pace
and wonder what it might be
if she just took that step
towards uncertainty
it's not easy
when it's grown onto you
she asks herself
is it worth it
she continues to wait
for nature's course
to collide and sweep her over
answer her frantic prayers
she waits..
and the opportunity's taken up
regretting
but perhaps not
like a forked road
she stood on one side
knowing she can never see
beyond the questions she hides
and now it's all too late..
it's all gone
be contented girl
at least you've got what you've got