THE MELTDOWN

A year, 6 months and 21 days
Being in a state of endless daze
Although patience is not my virtue
Plus all the letdowns I gotta chew
Maybe still clueless on what to do
But I left Him my crack to subdue . . .

Then one typical Thursday evening
There was such an unexpected ring
My bro told me 'bout your location
So I ran straight to that direction
Hesitated first to go upstairs
Can I brush off the unmindful stares? . . .

There you are running in the play-place
For so long I've been trying to seize
Excited, as well as terrified
Vulnerable, I was teary-eyed
Quickly you went back to the table
To psych myself up, I was able . . .

I tried picking-up where we left off
Upon seeking refuge, you seem off
Contented myself by just glancing
Well, is this still one of my trouncing?
Why are aloof and scared with me?
Forgot all the time you spent with me? . . .

You may have a new father image
Fine, if that's what they want you to gauge
Somehow part of me still left in you
And as you strode away from my sight
Some anticipations end tonight!


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