The grievence that becomes me is haunting.
All you have and all you know,
that is my desire.
Sharing with you my quiet screams,
and hearing your subliminal cries for a wonderwall.
I run toward your great conforts,
yet I am shunned by your fear.
What is it that I can say or do,
in order to free your doubtful mind
and melt your cold heart?
You've given me the key, but now,
you try to change the locks.
Im stolen from my perch so close to you.
you have torn me
from my comforting seat so close to you.
but now, My love, what to do with me.
You must chose,
for my last resting place
has been rendered unlivable.
Shall you take me to a closer spot,
to better view your beauty?
Or shall you drive me away,
to the depths of my lonely hell?
I am rendered somewhat helpless,
in this new position.
I am as a dog to your whistle Joy...
either let me in, or throw me out,
My lovely...Because my once inhabited land
is in ruins |
Submission Name: To Know You
