I am feeling upset, over a gentle, fragile
Emotional being of my affection….
Our path doesn’t cross when desired,
Two months ago is my recollection, of the
Last time I’ve witnessed her presence.
I’m in my room every night with holding bottled feelings
I want to scream out, I want to kick,
I want to punch a hole in a wall.
I am able to do everything but converse to release my stress,
I would cherish every possible second, that
I could have with my enchantment.
But bad timing is the source of my pain…
So I’m angry
By Keith Bailey

