Distance Of Doubt
Gaps and Canyons breach abound
by Tabitha Castillo
Spitting syllables, but not making a sound.
Grasping to what might not be
A layer of deception stemming from me.
Past meets future - a caving parallel
The Heaven of hoping a journey from Hell....
I don't want to change you; I need to see
That somewhere in someone is the person for me.
And he will Love me no matter how far-
Or how close my mind takes me and Love all my scars.
Speak to me Solace and paint me a day-
Where echoes of twilight can shimmer away-
The doubts that still haunt me though your Heart is here
To shelter my prayers and withstand my Fear....