Life with Lo

I know what it is that you want from me.

I know what it is that you need from me.

I don’t know those for myself.

That’s where the issue lies.

That’s where the friendship dies.

I cannot give

what I have not taken.

I cannot take

what I have not given.

What is this cycle?

Why does it burden me so?

Where is my bad omen?

Where are you, my crow?

My energy is weak;

it has diminished.

My pain at peak;

I am finished.

I beg forgiveness

at the feet of my friends.

Hoping once I’m healed,

we can begin again.