These feeling new!
Not quite from me -
They take on you!
I felt it just the -
Other day -
When solemnly -
You looked my way.
The sky hanging low -
Like an old man -
Turned grey.
Ominous clouds -
Filled up our room.
I felt us inside -
A deep, dark tomb!
And I swore I've seen-
The wreckage of war!
The glare in your eyes -
When I dropped -
Those bombs you abhor!
Standing behind -
Enemy lines -
Erecting the walls!
And walking on mines!
Yet lately I'm taking on -
Something????
More profound!
That you are emitting -
So soft and so low -
With barely a sound!
And it's running -
Right through me!
Like a river so deep.
But it's something -
We don't talk about it.
It's a secret we keep!