The ins and outs of a wandering soul. |
Outside of me.. The wind at my back I walk slowly, trying not to fall A target for sinners to entrap my soul, Im lonely from it all; I put on a front to hide what I cant bear to tell.. My heart is breaking from lack of trust and self esteem, as well; The ground hardens as I see a grey patch looming up ahead, There is no warmth or a place to rest my tired, heavy head.. I laugh and smile but deep inside theyre tearing me apart, and in my dreams theres no love there to calm my aching heart.. Again I smile and put on the mask that they always expect.. But secret tears come and my soul weeps, feeling such neglect.. And such as this I tell no-one but within my looseleaf pages, I write my heart out and my thoughts.. of which it has been ages.. Inside of me.. Inside my skin theres a joy that I cant point out, that I cannot describe Inside my shy exterior theres a love I try to hide; Far away from hurt and the world in which I live, Is you settled there waiting for me with all this love to give; Within the long hours and the days Ive spent with desperate sighs All that just stopped, it all went away when I looked into ur eyes; For this I tell you in a humble and such strange serenity, You know these words and timeless dreams are all disguised as me; The long, dark years spent getting hurt meant another looming fall, Now your gentle hand, and endearing smile contradicts its all.. I cant describe the peace I feel when you are there letting me believe - I take a breath, and jump into a new unknown.. and there you are with me. |