I feel as if I’ve dreamt for years
but I’ve hardly slept a wink.
A tired heart while childhood fears
Come back to haunt me as my lonely eyes have managed just to blink.
An insensual aroma awakening my hope,
Long since hiding in the hibernating slumbers of my mind,
Escaping from the fear my every memory will evoke,
As the lover deep within me seeks to evade the world that me they hope it will not find.
I cling closer to my every breath,
Growing heavier with the passing days,
As an augur gust of pain with the crushing sound of death,
Leaves me abandoned in the loneliest depths of my trepidation’s crashing waves.
Has all the beauty this time has brought me,
Been left away so many miles,
And I am wondering if it will ever see so clearly,
That this distance our true love it will beguile.
Apr 2, 2012
Apr 2, 2012 at 8:54 PM UTC
I feel as if I’ve dreamt for years
but I’ve hardly slept a wink.
A tired heart while childhood fears
Come back to haunt me as my lonely eyes have managed just to blink.
An insensual aroma awakening my hope,
Long since hiding in the hibernating slumbers of my mind,
Escaping from the fear my every memory will evoke,
As the lover deep within me seeks to evade the world that me they hope it will not find.
I cling closer to my every breath,
Growing heavier with the passing days,
As an augur gust of pain with the crushing sound of death,
Leaves me abandoned in the loneliest depths of my trepidation’s crashing waves.
Has all the beauty this time has brought me,
Been left away so many miles,
And I am wondering if it will ever see so clearly,
That this distance our true love it will beguile.
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