for lack of better subject lines

you hurt me, you do
even if you don't mean to
or want to
and i wonder at how many tears i will cry
before the coincidences overwhelm

for i'm tired of being cautious
and i don't know how
to read what you give me
you expect so much
more than i can give you
perhaps it's time to
just let it go

limbo

If there were some way
I could unburden

If there were a way I could
lessen the load
the guilt, the shame
promises unfulfilled
potential unrealized
if I could
I wonder
if I would

Because if I told someone
someone would know
what would i do for secrets, then?