Pulling
Pulling to get away from you,
Pulling to hope and find the truth.
I look so deep with no where to go,
And then the tears start to flow.
Bending and winding down my cheeks,
To the day you weren't so weak.
Coming undone by tiny threads,
Feelings of loneliness all welled up in my head.
I learned to hate from the best,
To hide my feelings and puff out my chest.
Built up walls around my heart,
But that my friend is just the start.
I emotionally cast myself away,
Hiding from this seemingly unbearable pain.
And for all this I feel a deep shame,
For this I'll never be the same.
But in my end I'll always have you to blame.

After the door shuts and the footsteps die
the truth comes out that I wish to hide
skeletons stack up and gather in my closet
pulling the truth out of a tight lipped pocket

Closing my eyes wishing it all away
wishing I could run instead of stay
I hide and hide my feelings from you
hoping you have the same feelings too

I open the door and there you are
my own personal shining star
you don't have to be anything to gain my love
your love is as pure as a dove

Stealing my heart with all you are
I wish this love to go very far
but you took my love
and gave it a huge shove

Tearing it to all kinds of shred
making me feel buried and dead
I take the pieces left and run
feels like you shattered my heart with a gun

Sitting in my own puddle of tears
reminiscing all of our greatest years
The damage is now over and done
trying now to make again myself one

i want to be a somebody to someone
to carry more than just a solitary wail
of a train across a train track north
in the view of a blazing, starry night
and the view of withered fields

i want to carry this torch boldly into
the sunset horizon, to love and to cast
caution to the wind with reckless abandon
that tigress that cannot be tamed
one who wins all the arm wrestles

travel six times around the globe
and see everything with my hands
not just my eyes

other times, i can just curl up
and realize the only thing i can do
is relinquish myself in the crevice
of your arm and shoulder quietly
equal passion there as much as the silence
of the unknowns out there