Unchoices

Fingers pass through panes of glass for all the world to see
Reflection holds such clarity, I wish that woman me

I see the shapes that others see, but paint in muted shades of fear
With outlines grayed by distance kept, safely stayed, not near

It looks my purpose, it speaks my dreams, and desire tells of need
Yet I resist, keep love at bay, an inner warning I must heed

I fear I'll break like hand blown glass, shattered sharp and many
I fear alone the fates will show, this woman's life lay empty

With upturned palms they call to me, the fingers bid inviting
But inspection sees they turn to claws when I consider it enticing

You say it clear, you say it so, come to me you plead
I want, I strain to embrace your love, to stop the wounds that bleed

But festered gaps they fill the mind, distort the acts I do
And paralyze my plans to run toward love and not from you

Don't mistake my life for Choices made, "I think,, I feel, I do"
But lies it tells and choices not, sightless forces pull me through

I just can't face the sea of pain that waits for me to heal
And tears that flood a cowards ache in all she must reveal

Time slips like ice upon its grave, gone and never resurrected
But still my begging eyes lay closed and blinded pain deflected.

By C.S.E.