Five Questions Or More Poem by Tamara Turner

My heart turned to coil
As my cup runneth over with hot tea
The hot water beginned to boil
Tears rimmed my eyes
Because like any good story I wasn't ready to say goodbye
My emotions became like liquid
And fluently mixed like potions
I wondered why that things had to come to this
Then I thought maybe I was tired
Maybe I thought I deserved better
Will they ever forgive me?
Better question will I ever forgive myself
And let live?
I need to rest I need no more sorrow
I need to worry about the cares of today
And forget about the cares of yesterday and tomorrow