worry

your blue eyes troubled

the worry lines deep

the past lays mounded,

deep at my feet

I try so hard

to clear the air

the more I say

adds more despair

what is is that

you need me to say

to remove the stress

put all at bay

I tell the truth

but you have doubts

I don't understand

what this is about

a troubled girl

even as a child

letting loose the fury

inside laying piled

be soothed my girl

I'll tell all I know

answering truthfully

to waylay the load

have I done more harm

than adding what's good?

did I interject

more than I should?

did I make you smile

more than make you cry?

did I not love enough?

please tell me why!

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License