Teetering

To feel
Not define.
Express
Not impress.
Explore
Not ignore.
Delete
Not repeat.
A simple way
Yet found a stray--
Always shoving away,
To deal with on another day.
And at much dismay
The price you pay,
Is always lingering
In what you say and do.
In what drives and captures
Your heart wiles.
Yet distances yourself miles
From the truth,
The real self.
The buried, broken, burdened self
The one whispering to be healed.
Yet insignificant and illusions
Entrance your mind.
To leaving you saying,
Again--
I'll deal with the damage another time.