Fortress

27 Sep 2000

Tear this wall from my soul 
that binds the wretched emotions that wreck havoc
with this good life.
Know not what to do
shivering in the aftermath of strength 
and the turning away of joy
for the sake of some ideal
some relationship unfounded
some ethic of business that resolves nothing
yet harms much.
Lost to these fears
tears unchecked and bewildered
I fight my self
for the good that I did
only causes unknown agony
for I know his intent less honorable
much less pain-filled
than all the good that comes from being strong.
Bah!  Need I now this moral certainty
this pain that comes from doing right
this uncertain insecurity that bites my heart
and causes these dark emotions
roiling in my breast
that just last night cradled his head
and enticed his attentions?
Get thee gone from me;
solid fortress of distance and pain
shall keep me safe from this chaos.


© 2000, Tara Tambolleo