Life Poems

Look what you have done

Sitting down in the middle of the bed i look up i look down i look to the right to the left
waking up in the middle of the night sweating all over i tiptoe to the other room trying to make sense of this new "fear"
fear that i once thought has been conquered fear that i remembered banishing from my kingdom has once again come to stalk me
leaving me breathless leaving me blushing sleeplessness is the new mantra carefully weighing my words every time just to make sure i dont blabber
i dwell in this new found misery like shakespeare's - to be or not to be i weigh my options should i or should i not
just 2 choices either this or that but with the power of 1000 elephants in each i wake up everyday wondering if my castle will come breaking down or if my castle will have a new occupant
i pick up the phone, trying to get rid of this once and for all i dial the number hoping to get an answer
suddenly i wonder what if? will i be able to? why again? while its no fault of mine i wish i could put that out of my mind
i put the phone down crawl back to the bed whisper to the invisible person infront me and say "look what you have done"

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