I am oscillating
Between guilt and righteousness, hope and despair
Exhilaration of dreams and desolation of stagnation
A pendulum swinging between extremes
…
Oscillating between love and loss
Destruction and resurrection
Now left with nothing to build on
Forever reaching out, trying to grasp
But never quite there
Falling short, every time
…
As the clock strikes its hour
Here I am again, dizzy with expectation
And yet empty-handed
A shell ringing hollow with despair
This time the pendulum might not oscillate back
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