She reaches out beyond the perimeter

Reaches beyond the limits

Of her freedom

Never bound,

Never broken,

And what she tells me

With the darkest smile,

I never dreamed I would see.

And beyond the edges,

Somewhere beyond the line

I find myself

Wanting more

And I find myself

Nauseous

At my own pathetic needs.

So I turn and walk away

Head hung in heavy contemplation,

Knowing the depth of my weakness

Is beyond what I care to discover

And I bury all the shards

Of my once precious dreams

At the foot of a great oak tree

Where perhaps caught by its roots

They may one day flourish again.