I Live in a Desert

I live in a desert, where
there’s no end in sight
In a sand storm, these racing thoughts
suffocate and bury me under

When the sun blazes high
I’m left parched and dry
Even if these salty tears may flow
they shall draw out rainless sorrow

When you hand me water
I’m convinced but a mirage
So I outsmart your wisdom and kindness
Swat away any odds of oasis

It has taken this many moons
I’m awaken not a day too soon
My pride and ego can’t ever sustain
longer than my practiced peace within

When the wind arises, I wait
for they shall die before I do
When a lifeline is thrown, I listen
if only to hand my trust to you

— Winson Shuen