I do fear that once
the light will begin to fade
when if then said
what matters little
anymore.
What if
a reaction to pain
becomes just that shallow
disclosure,
that when in a sudden panic
we would speak of tear,
what if then,
there was not
a listening ear.
If while we make a decision
share our heartfelt
misery,
would then that opened door
deceit in willful
agony.
Would might our lives
in their trivialized form,
would we be complete
our soul
love as we have been told,
would there be reason enough
reason enough would be the fool,
in holding back the truth.
