Mend What Matters.

Please, just please, I want
to be home,
No more to roam, reminded
of want,

Haunt, inside, begging,
please,
No more separation, no more
segregation, not by space
or degrees,

Bleeding out, pleading to
god, fates, whatever
is there,
Scream and shout, and
I really do care,

Not okay, not even a
bit,
Get over it? Can't, mind's
phantoms chant,
Not a choice, never, even
before,

Love, it sticks, and this
is fucking sore,
This feeling had? Never
before,

Reaching out, opening up,
pleading for your
hand,
Fix it? Yes, but together
we must stand,

Pop goes the brain, teetering
on the brink,
Here I remain, begging, please
don't blink,

Instant come, instant gone,
but forever more,
Wishing, waiting to be
one...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
10/14/2012