Picture Words

I am

At the end

Of my picture perfect patience

Waiting

To wake up

and let myself feel

Something else

Something well

Beyond my line of sight

Beyond my wrong and right

We speak and each believe

The words

But the worst

Is plain behind eyes

That hurt to focus

And you are always

The first to notice

And I must quickly

Convince my aching to take

A step back, a step that

I have made myself

To weigh myself

Against my eagerness

Against my need for this

But really I am

At the end

Of all the reasons

I reason

For the weakness

You make

As you take

Your time

And I lose my lines

With your own

And I know

I am at an end

I can let go

of waiting

Put to bed my patience

There are no wrongs or rights

And yes

We can always save life

for tomorrow

As I come

to my picture perfect end

Tonight