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Heart Strings
Looking at the one thing
That is my world,
Through a veil.
Sometimes I can see it clearly,
Right there in front of me,
But mostly covered and hidden.
Pulled away
She's attached to a string
Calling her back constantly.
Each time away the veil falls
Covering my eyes
Left in the darkness.
Even while lifted
The string pulls,
Turning her head away.
A placeholder I become
Until the next time
When the string is pulled.
Inadequacy races
As the string tightens again
Even as it threatens to snap.
Left wondering where I stand
Am I on uneven ground,
Or is the ground going to fall away?
As I become a fleeting thought
Pushed away each time
As the string tightens.
I begin to lower the veil myself,
Close off my heart
To not feel left behind.
