I saw you there
Just as I see you everywhere
With eyes that serenade
And a smile that strips me bare.
There is no choice
Do I trust you or not
I trust you a lot
To be usual
I am withholding
But you are unusaual
and I just keep going
There is passion in our kiss
and the tips of our fingers
It is you that I miss
and where my mind lingers
What is it to touch the skin of your chest
To feel your breath against my neck
What is it to want what can not be
and when it can, will it still be me
I haven’t lost you today.
Two people standing upon their graves.
The light shines down through me.
I do not feel but I can see.
The worlds spins and so does my mind.
Each decision drawing a permanent line.
I thought that I could let it go
but I can’t unless I let you know
the truth of how I really feel.
How can I tell you that your worst nightmare is real?
By letting my pain pass, is it worth its push onto you?
I should not feel guilt for allowing yours to be true.
I had to be strong and deal with reality.
So why do I hesitate to make you aware of your responsibility?
Deep tunnels with dark secrets.
Places you can’t describe.
Live only within for a short time.
Lots of short times.
Body as still as trees.
Fear, the violant fluttering leaves.
Storms that rock the world.
You sit in a corner, curled.
You only think two things.
Survival and the thought of not existing.
A fight between to have hope or to despair.
Even in the deepest tunnels, should you, for life, care?
Dangerous it is in the mid of night.
Succumbed I became to you gift of fright.
Many things I learned through your mental rape.
Too young of an age to learn what a person is capable of.
I learned that their are women who will sacrafice their child
to feel love from a man and live in denial.
I learned that many believe in different levels of love.
That given a choice, they will betray one for the love they see as higher above.
I learned that blood does not equal family;
that those closest to you can betray easily.
I may not beable to choose what in my life will impede
but surely I am responsible for the life that I lead.
I have strong hate for what you caused on me
but I will never regret the lessons I pulled from the weeds.