I have been so tired of late

Not really sleepless

But moreover emotionally restless

The thought of love

Love for another

Breathless and listless

Forgiving transgressions and faults relentless

While crucifixion of my own deeds and needs

How is it so easy to place worth on another

And yet feel so worthless while being selfless

I keep going round and round

A Dali-esk melting of sanity

There seems to be no right answer for me

Other than to continue giving everything

Like the golden goose of emotional stability

It seems to me that there is no right answer

I just hope that my love is not wasted

Or taken for granted like the air we breathe

Do not read too far into my rampant rambling

Tomorrow is a new day

Full of invigorating promise

I’m just exhausted and honestly afraid

Insecurities have sanded me raw

An unbearable grit upon my heart

Opening old wounds that I thought had scarred over

How much scar tissue will it take

Before my old injuries are no longer raw .