Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Today I sat alone with words I fought to forget

Those solid nights so guarded by your past

Forever objective so not to regret

Tell me by your hand

I don’t need all

That I lost you

One thing I know… you never think

And it’s too late to hold on

Alone with your words

Let me tell you about a gentleman I once knew, most discreet

Most worthy of all the love

I’ll pled for you once more

I cut you out of shaped dreams only to see

A young heart eager to breathe

I’ve cut you just right

Hooks in arms I will ease your pain