Fragile Hopes

This web I’ve woven,

Tangled knots, best intentions,

Recriminations,


If I could ignore,

Everything I’ve been before,

Perhaps I’d perform


The way they want me

To. I dance and sing, smiling

All the while, dead.

Better

Can you do better?

What it would cost me, how could

I justify that?

Live with myself when

I’ve caused so much pain to those

I love the most? But

Must I choose between

Expressing my truth, being

My authentic self,

And watching my kids

Raised by someone else? Tension

Is killing me slow.