DEFEAT


  My mind screams in pain
Tormented by my heart
Because it asks of me
What I can not give

A glass wall of trepidation
Separates our lives
I see her when I want
But I can't talk to her

If only I know what to do
I am like the squire
Who wishes to be a knight
But has never picked up a sword

A prisoner of my own emotions
Chained by my hate
Which was born of my indecision
And fueled by my cowardess

Drowning in my fear
Dark turbulent waters
Tidal waves of uncertainty
Crashing down upon me

Trapped behind a wall of doubt
Encased in darkness
Burdened by desire
Suffocated by my lust for her

There are too many walls to climb
Too many waves to brave
And too many chains to break
So I think I'll surrender



©2000 Adam Wiemers


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