Doubt

Doubt set the tone of my youth;
If it wasn’t bad, it wasn’t good.
Searching for worries was never hard,
In fact, it built my fragile heart.
Problems were the standard fare;
A problem here, a problem there.
Any leisure was always rushed
And stuffed inside a scheduled bus.
Doubt has now become expected;
In my heart it lies protected.

by Garret Woo

5/28/2019

Someday, someday

Have you ever seen a person where
Their beauty, oh so fine and fair,
Commandeers your very eyes
And the freedom of will to them denies?

It pains me so to see you standing there
With beauty that I cannot bare.
And so I give one final glance
By aching heart without romance
To leave you there just as you may.
I remind myself: “Someday, someday.”

by Garret Woo

c. 2004

Forsaken

He came on soft and creeping feet
Of cotton soles upon that heap.
He raised his fist up to the air
And with a cry he sounded scared.
“Why have you forsaken me?” He asked,
“For I gave my heart to make it last.”
But fairness knows no rules, you see,
As promise knows no courtesy.

by Garret Woo

c. 2016

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