Just a poem, describing how I'm feeling. |
How is it when you look at me, you only see my face? Can't you see I'm crying, though of tears there are no trace? My smiling face may seem content, and my calm eyes serene, But underneath is turmoil and a life of broken dreams. I never thought to feel it, this ardent fever of the soul. Yet for years, and so unwisely, it was my fervent goal. And now that I have found it, this desperate yearning ache..... Please take it back completely, or it's still my heart that breaks. You can't turn back the hands of time or change the twists of fate. I can't just now......unlove you, for that it's much too late. So together we stumble on, in this ackward, broken waltz. Moving forward with each other, so wary of our faults. Speaking quietly, with reason, I've worked hard to keep my poise. Though I wonder and I worry, have I now lost all my joys? I desperately fight the panic that swells within my chest, I laugh and fight the tears off, telling you that I must rest. How bittersweet this love is, how right and pure and wrong. If you want to hear this sad love story just look to any song. We look to songs to say for us that which we want heard. I think we end up doing this when there are just.....no words. There still are just no words..........But I'm screaming this in silence. I scream into the silence, but still I go unheard! I think - resort to violence! My heart rages and furies and nonsensically cries out in pain. Slowly spent, it quiets, the anger gone, but the tears now fall like rain. So tell me how it is you don't see it when you look at me? How is it you don't hear me when I shout from sea to sea? Have I become invisible, just a painting on the wall? Or is it now so easy to turn away, ignore my call? How I want so much just to touch you, just to love you and see you, I say The pain that my love obviously brings me, you valiantly try to alay You understand completely, for you love me, I still hold you in my thrall God, yes, I want to weep, I know!...and maybe that's what hurts most of all. |