the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

Fog in the Breeze

There’s a fog in the breeze
That flows between you and me
I wish I knew what you went through
But I don’t want to commit my mind to the pain
That you’ve survived.
I want to take a dive,
But I don’t wan to sink low
And put my life in danger.
I just don’t know what to say.
I don’t want to just give you sympathy
But I don’t know how to relate
I’m too independent to lay my mind at your feet
For you to fill it up with your sad stories
No, don’t think for a second that you bore me.
I just don’t know what to say.
I thought I knew all the answers
And I kick myself when I don’t
Ask for no empathy on my part,
But I need help. It is hard to admit.
I wish I were like you who knew that
A long long time ago,
Because I just don’t know what to say.


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