The Writer

For years now they have come
These late night conversations
Between past and present
A soul still seeking direction
But never asking

Such patience we humans can show
It masks our fear of confrontation.
Be damned the consequences
Our days are too short
To pander to endless folly

Am I not unlike any other
In crisis behind closed doors
But smiling to the world?
Family harmony is a thirty minute sitcom
The real world is somewhat different

I am tired now.
Leave me be to me and my own
No more endless drama
No more late night slurs
No more
No more.

© 2008, Tim (P) Prendeville

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