April 2001 Entry -- You make me feel

Weltanschauung vs. Desideratum
          (Then You Say)

Who you say you are sometimes
and how you spend your life's moments
make you look like a bald-faced liar,
like when you say you need to be light
and laugh, and then dive into caverns
of fears, some so deep with tears
I'm afraid I'll drown in them.

You want my help, my companionship
during your inner journeys because
you claim our love has no credence
if we can't accept each other's greatest flaws.
Then you say you shouldn't be so critical.
Then you say I can tell you it's all right
to feel this way. So I say it's all right,
and you say, no, it isn't.

Sometimes, you seek a desired effect.
You make me tell you what I think
about life, you say you need to know,
and you disagree. I swear you almost
smile when you know I feel like
a glass bowling pin, carefully placed
the target of your big black balls of doubt.
You hurl them at me.
Sometimes I just fall down,
and you might help me up.
Sometimes I shatter,
and you walk away.

You try to make limitations disappear.
I try to find the common ground
and accept our differences.
You seek them out and make them
the whole road. I try to build
bridges over our rivers.
You test the current, and try
to see if it will kill us.
Believe me, because this much
I know. It will.

Copyright 2001, Rune