Wisp shadow dreams unfulfilled
haunt my days and echo my thoughts.
Events seem to move too quickly, get too real
and I've lost the sureness; the rightness feel.
Time hangs alternately on my hopes or fears
and the waiting's become some scream
that fills my unused moments, grating...
I knew I'd have to do it all alone
but it's just coming to me, it's true.
My subjective pain looms over my objective aims
and the world's becoming an emotional jungle around me.
And my basic emotional needs are fast becoming
an ever present pressure.
These seven year habits are hard to break.
I pray I'm doing the right thing
for my emotions and feelings are running at such a pitch
that I can only go on what I remember of my logic
and press on to the end of my plan on faith.
gallagher
9 mar 75
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —