Rushing, Rising
colors reveal what
regressing eyes wish to hide

caught, surprising
after all this
I don't even resist
and my guard spirals down

Feeling like I'm half found
though I am impure, you are my reason
you are my cure
and you are not to know
the pain I forgo

maybe time will tell
but my impatient soul knows one answer
and if your calm words could simply spell
their true meaning before
this takes it's toll on me

then maybe time could step aside
and maybe your words could guide me
in the direction you desire

Oblivious, I'll control
what I aspire to gain
for I only have time to blame
and time to take

I must wait.