I do not fear loosing him
I only fear for what is lost..
Blindness to a way through
"No surrender" at all cost..
Feet to fire he submits
Humors my "demands"..
But will he ever realize
Our fate is in his hands?
Easy to see the hostility
Yet beneath the outward blame..
I see a man whose hurting,
Alone with so much shame..
He has greatness in him
A heart so loyal and true..
Yet wrapped tightly around him
A disease which allows nothing new..
So slowly his greatness dies
His compassion withers and fades..
His family resists turning to him
In so many, many ways..
It is not seen or heard
It hardly has a sound..
She finds a way to endure it
Her own Island cuz he's not around..
Drowning in a sea of *****
The goodness loses its grip..
Who remains is not her husband
For he has abandoned the ship..
He's lost at sea somewhere far
She waits, hoping he will learn..
Emplores the disease to forsake him
For he is lost and may never return..
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
I do not fear loosing him
I only fear for what is lost..
Blindness to a way through
"No surrender" at all cost..
Feet to fire he submits
Humors my "demands"..
But will he ever realize
Our fate is in his hands?
Easy to see the hostility
Yet beneath the outward blame..
I see a man whose hurting,
Alone with so much shame..
He has greatness in him
A heart so loyal and true..
Yet wrapped tightly around him
A disease which allows nothing new..
So slowly his greatness dies
His compassion withers and fades..
His family resists turning to him
In so many, many ways..
It is not seen or heard
It hardly has a sound..
She finds a way to endure it
Her own Island cuz he's not around..
Drowning in a sea of *****
The goodness loses its grip..
Who remains is not her husband
For he has abandoned the ship..
He's lost at sea somewhere far
She waits, hoping he will learn..
Emplores the disease to forsake him
For he is lost and may never return..