Complications

So many complications

I have created

Words and prose won’t suffice

This is something you can only feel

Not think or understand

So try with your heart

For I do wish to be understood

By strangers at least

But isn’t it funny

A stranger matches your laugh

Two leaves dance in the wind

And they part

For a witness it is sad

The leaves have gone

But for the leaves

They have moved on

To meet new people

New places

New things

This newness

Have I given up on it

Or my path is a necessary evil

It has been hurting

I have been thinking

Let it be now, so much pain around

Let me not add to it

For it only complicates my life

And I can’t tend to others

Do I truly wish to tend?

Or is it to hide my own wounds

Perhaps transactions aren’t so bad