Poem By Craig Saunders
Your silence cuts me,
it cuts me deeper than any words could
My heart burns with desire, but no direction
The devious deeds hurt me,
I am wounded,
though i am neither cause nor effect,
I am both
My heart lies on the ground in front of me,
Just out of reach, in your hands.
Confused are my thoughts,
incorrect are my words,
The truth is but blacked by the burning fire
held deep within my mind.
Now I stand here confused but happy,
So now i stay,
the bewilderment inside.