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Prove me right to ease your pain.
Then only one will be insane.
And one will off to better things.
Shed the shackles, cut the strings.
Let yourself be free to roam.
I can manage on my own.
Vagabond and wanderer–
Someday I must confront her.
Someday I will fight the fight.
Win to live, or die that night.
Lose my soul to dark within
Or keep it just to pine for him.
Pain or pain I'm forced to choose.
Either way I'll always lose.
So prove me right, avoid the price.
Do not watch me bruise and slice.
Do not make me see the fact
That maybe some will sign the pact,
That maybe some will up and act
And maybe keep a piece in tact.
Do not make me commit too
Because you care and so you choose
To walk along the desperate road
Though all the trails grow ever old.
If truth is there amidst your hope,
Then I must stand, no longer grope.
Then I must walk or maybe crawl
Rather than lie there, ignoring all.
Then I must actually try
To walk uphill and fight the fight.
Then I must see that some can care
And gain the strength to take the dare.
If you believe in what I can't,
And offer up a constant hand,
Then I am obligated to
Hold on to life, try to improve.
But if you stay you'll bear my hurt.
You'll wallow with me in the dirt.
I'll watch you bleed with teary eyes.
And hold you close at night and cry.
I'll see the love within your gaze
And wish a limit on my days.
I'll want to free you from my hold
So you won't see my life unfold.
So prove me right and ease your pain.
So I am free to go insane.
So I can slowly find demise,
Forget that look within your eyes.
Forget the safety of your smile
When you just sit with me a while.
Forget the comfort of your arms
That ease the shriek of mind's alarm.
Forget the fun and simple joys
At times we shed the need for poise.
So prove me right and ease your pain–
For my great loss is your great gain.
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