ambivalent
by:

A day closer to the truth, the object of my fear

Chaos ridden from worrisome toils

What can be absolved from darkness yet to be unveiled?



Anticipation heightening

Resolve waiting

Myself, deteriorating



A day closer to the truth, the end of my fear

A beginning to loss,

Reflective images of still, covert, and reassured



Vacillating between adversaries,

expectations met

toiled moments bedridden in regret



A day closer to the truth, the child of my fear

Awakenings of perplexity

Toils to be hoped for to be understood



Accruing knowledge is skeptic: trustworthy, or no?

Decisions, cold from truth but warm to fear

Emotions deceive, minds merciless



A day closer to a lifetime

of truth

of fear