Tell me what you see.
Is my mistress alone tonight?
Does she keep company with another love?
I worry that my fear is right.
Tell me; set me free.
She keeps me.
Will not set me free
Locked away at world’s end
Captive I await the return of unrequited love,
But when she’s here I live again.
Until then I’ll be,
To awaken her.
She will see I’ve been here.
Peering through the keyhole I’m hoping for but a glimpse;
Hoping a faint whisper will touch my ear,
For a midnight stir.
Jealousy begins to take hold.
Anger and rage fill my veins and intoxicate me.
I see it all start to unfold.
I know that surely
On the ground.
I want her to know,
She’s the one who caused my demise.
Lifeless for a moment then I stand up and walk away.
As the night fades into sunrise
She will never know.
True to me
Wishing I had
The means to turn you;
A way to see all you have known.
Tell me the truth is less vile than imagination.
Can’t I see what you have been shown?
To see what is true;
To see through,