Monday, November 10, 2008

Vulnerable II

By an intimation,
I let my drawbridge down
I let you in here
first one to see it all clear

The weak flesh and the soul contusions
urge me to beg, silently beg.
I beg you to wake
I share my deepest, lying awake watching you sleep.
you don’t remember the dream but I have waited for your eyelids to lift.

Now you know I fear the silence,
You don’t know; it keeps me screaming
Because it keeps you at my side

With the eloquent theory of staying forever young
and forever in love, I still doubt.
With eloquent words, my heart is jealous
my heart is far from eloquent

On rainy days and misty mornings, people get sad.
Grey clouds roll in and the cold pours around us so thick

So here I am, dressed in red again
another wasted day
my hair done up in tears,
the jewels I use are broken promises
You wear my same look of sadness and thus,
we fit together perfectly.

With an overrated freedom, I promise to miss you more than most,
growing a façade anew, porcelain eyes of apathy
and try hard as I do, I can’t hide it
I can’t hold back
because tears will get you nowhere on pavement.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This may not mean much, coming from me... but never give up. You are too wonderful a person, with too big a heart, to give up. Be strong and show yourself some of the love you show others. I am probably the last person you want to hear from, but I felt I had to say this to you. Be your own person. Be true to yourself. Life's a gift, even if it doesn't appear to be.