Where, What, Why

Where do I go from here?

I want to let you know

It's alright to take the next step,

But I don't want to push you into something you aren't ready to face.

What do you want from me?

Sometimes I think you are just looking for another friend,

But other times I see passion burning in your eyes.

Why are you holding back?

Stop fighting your emotions and come to me freely,

with no fears.

© 1988 TDR

Confusion

I'm so confused--

How do I know if my love is real?

How do I know which of you I love?

If I really loved you, would I feel so drawn to him?

If what I feel for him is real, what have I shared with you?
Where do I go from here?

How do I find the answers?

© 1988 TDR

Who Am I

Who am I really?

Am I the bubbly, outgoing woman people see when I'm among them?
Or am I the lonely, depressed child who often cries herself to sleep?

Am I the faithful wife who'll love her husband "till death do us part"?

Or am I the lady who yearns to feel the embrace of another man?

Am I the loving mother who enjoys each moment spent with her son?

Or am I the woman who sometimes wishes he had never been born?

Will I ever know the answers?

© 1988 TDR

Untitled

It seems I've confused the actors in the play,

Reacting to you as though you were really him.

The way you spoke to me in that moment--

The look in your eyes--

Sent me back in time to that feeling of captivity;

I remembered how he took control of my life--

And me--so subtly I didn't notice till it was too late,

And I vowed never to let it happen to me again.

In that bried instant I knew I had to hold my ground;

Standing up for my originality and personhood,

I overreacted, leaving you shocked, confused and hurt.

Now I pray God will help me see only the facts of today,

Putting the ghosts of yesterday far behind you and me,

Leaving us a solid, lasting love for all our tomorrows.

© 1984 TDD

Untitled

Once again, the battle has begun.

Nothing I do seems to be quite enough to rate anything but constant criticism.

Her image of the person she wants me to be is nothing like the person I actually am,

Leaving both of us angry and confused.

She keeps pushing me to conform to her ways,

I keep trying to explain they are not for me,

And neither of us seems willing to compromise.

All I'm asking is the chance to live my own life--

the chance to prove my worth as a person--

Without being told I'm doing it wrong.

Is that too much to ask?

© 1983 TDD