The Fights Persist
By: Toni Whisenant
Sitting alone again
With my back against the wall.
Thoughts restrain me,
The bickering of them all.
My mind grows hazy,
While I beg and plead for sleep.
They can always say
"You sow what you reap."
But how in hell do I
Deserve to sit and weep?
Again and again I try,
With my heart to unfold,
To cease the senseless fighting;
To keep the arguments at hold.
I try to understand the way
You think and feel and act.
I hope for the simplicity
Of the fighting I hope to lack.
And yet again I wonder
Why do you attack?
So vaguely I draw away
As you close in creepily.
Upon the thoughts of today
I surrender so listlessly.
Again the fighting persists,
Is there no end to what I can see?
The voices are mounting.
Why shall you do this to me?
I just try to walk away,
But can I not ever succeed?
I finally remove myself
From the situation we've created.
Quiet and upset;
My eyes undialated.
Finally, I've given in.
I am wrong, and never right.
Again and again, this repeats.
As time continues, all I will know is fight.
And soon the time will come
When I shall just take flight.