Confusion abounds,
Questions unanswered,
Work incomplete.
Emotions drown,
Worry spreads like cancer,
Life mired down in defeat.
A knock at the door,
Answers at my fingers.
Yet the door remains closed.
Standing solid on the floor
The knocking soul yet lingers
Yet I somehow feel like I've been hosed.
Still seeking answers, yet finding few
Moving ahead, small steps I'm taking
Looking over my shoulder, partly in fear
Wondering why I haven't heard from you
Of what now are you partaking
And just why the hell aren't you here.
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