Butterfly Ripples

Inescapable

i thought

after the end

of the last

i made a promise.

as those tears

blocked up my throat

i made a promise.

never again will i fall so far,

said i to mineself.

but this condition

inescapable.

never again,

thought i

will i trust so deeply

never never.

but never is a strong word

that i must have used

without judgement.

it floods into my thoughts again,

invades

go away

not any more

please stay

i am enjoying this

don’t go away.

and when i fall,

for i will fall

that i am certain of –

would you run to catch me

stitch my wounds

listen to my promises.

promises.

but this thing will always come back.

inescapable.