Monday, August 11, 2008

Mess.

My soul longs for you,

My heart is meant for you,

You make me feel anew.

I want for you to be mine,

Why does it feel like a crime?

I know this will never come,

But I wish for it till my heart goes numb.

And it dies with a thump.

I thank God for this gift that He has given,

Every time I see his creation.

This is the worst,

It almost feels like a curse.

Why does it have to be this way?

My life is now left to decay.

You put me through this test,

Which I can’t resist this mess.

Why did I take this path?

Which I know I cannot pass.

My cross is no longer there,

Coz this pain I cannot bare.

I bleed inside not letting this get by,

Of this would only leave a scar and a cry.

This cross I once carry.

Without you, here with me.

I feel so alone,

Only you can make me whole.

Through my darkest days,

You never gave me a gaze.

If only you would look,

And from me this heart you took.

As you would live your life,

I stand watching from behind as my days I strife.

Towards you, closer I always hope to be,

Always and forever, against this world with me.

I close my eyes never to dream of you,

But visions of them, I wish they were true.

Shedding my tears is the only way,

I could put my soul to solitude for the day.

I can’t feel my senses,

Why with me you mess?

I can’t get you off my head.

In the end, leaves me dead.

But no matter what, I will love you always,

Like I said to you in this.

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