So Long
So long,
I've been waiting,
grasping
tightly to hope,
that's
fading to nothing
with my
power to cope.
Whilst the
if, was a when,
I'd a target
to hold.
When reduced
to a maybe
expectation
ran cold
Now it's
"Probably never",
and my
strength's almost done.
My heart
needs a blanket,
my souls's
on the run.
Today's the
first day,
my defence
can be seen.
A choice to
place distance
before
feeding that need.
Do you know
what is happening?
Can you
sense the retreat?
The thin end
of a wedge?
I'll just call it "Defeat".
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