I Loath Poetry

An expression
Too much for words
Too little to matter
A penny for my thoughts? Hmph...
Sure
Why not?
I would sit in the dark and suffer confusion
For just a bit of time
Stupid
Immature
Calm
Relaxed
No?
...No?
I won't look away
Not like usual
Afraid?
Yes
Always more and more
But only of this
I cannot even ask if he is the one to stop it
Too much hurt to put on the front lines
Wondrous, God's plan
Making you wonder and all
Suddenly there is no one there
Help?
I pray someone will wrap their arms around
Wrap them around and not let go
So what if I make a weird face
Or push away
Am unresponsive
I might cry
If they held on long enough
If I knew
If they knew
Healing comes
Broken
Weak
Faint
Slow
Blind
Paralyzed
Dead
I am this
Flight
Strength
Foundation
Speed
Sight
Movement
Life
All these things He is for me
As we wait
Yes
As we wait
Yes
The answers come
As we wait