To Wait or To Try (sonnet)

What good is a love that is spread too thin?

A love that is confused what love have I?

I look further on the life that has been

And what I see is not a love for thy

Those eyes do not appear to me the same

And mine eyes see many routes for the soul

Of all emotions that I feel not pain

Tis an indescribable loss’f control

But this fleeting moment ends all too soon

To overcome or to lay down and die

Leaves one question, will this I take to tomb?

Is it worth it to wait? Worth it to try?

The question will wait impatiently here

When will it leave? Is the question I fear.

1 2