In love and hate, the
Constant conflicting passions.
Light shining inward
While darkness shines outward.
I am lost
In the grey light.
My love for you.
Can I handle the truth
Or do I want to know
If you return my feelings?
Will it cut at my soul worse
To hear what I already know
Or the lie I want to hear?
Gently or softly
Your words whisper silently.
I ignore them with
The foolish mirage
That I am in your arms,
Sleeping in the grey light. |