Inward

I look at you and
wonder if you have
ever hated me
too, like I
have hated you

I can't understand me, but--

you.

Why is it the
more we try to mend the
farther these ships in
canyons drift?

Why are we like shadows, joined
by the foot, connected but helplessly
without heart?

You cast the shadow and I
catch the dark side of
the sun, but why am I
the only one stepped on and
caught?

Please, don't be kind to me.
Don't be kind to me. It
breaks my heart and I
can't find my way
back to you.