four walls
love, duty, responsibility, need
box me into near solitude
pressed by decisions
I bare this weight without grace
floundering
the brace of your love
supports me
alone I will fail
with three
I can survive
longingly, I look to our past
ache for its loss
I fear today
I dread tomorrow
trying to fulfill my pledge to honor
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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