I write to you
After night and day
After I have given up hope on my heart
And set my trail
I write to you
In this season of Winter
In a cold, cold, breeze
Where the warmth whimpers
I write to you
After much dismay
Where hope was once hope
And agony prevails
I write this down
I write to you with my pen about to fall to the ground
And only my sense of survival will be my save
I write to you
With a tear in my eye
Where I have lost friends
And the world just goes by and smiles
I write to you
After giving up hope
On whether I'll get married, stay single, or become some street dope
I write to you
With no fear
Of what the future
Has to conceal
I write to you
From fear of pain
Of suffering the worst
Instead of the happiness that I should gain
I write to you
In this dark corner
Where the shadows of the trees
Have been altered
Where pride used to live
Where agony moves on with bliss
And the attention we both seek is faltered
I write to you
From the darkness of my room
Where the horizon is met by a large un-glowing moon
The visit to fantasy
Is an escape from reality
I hear nothing
Because there is nothing
And at the end of this
I find the one thing that I truly miss
The one thing that has always mattered the most to me
Where life is life is the hope in my dreams
And the flower, the petal will fall into it's pleads
In the end, I write this for you
All for you
Only for you
And I await your reply
Will it come; is it near?
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Painful Dismissal of the Heart..
Posted by Sleepless In Muscat at 23:34
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