Unanswered questions
A poet in defeat
Once quick-running rivers
Silenced in a beat

Vain pride holds me back
From telling you how I feel
Acid fear and a lack of strength
Another night will steal

My eyes, depths which you've plunged
Hold secrets, this is true
Other men implore, bang on the doors
But I see only you

The pain of a double edged sword
Is lessened, the drip of blood is slow
Sapient man tells me I'm being controlled
Up until then, I hadn't known

Maybe it's been too long to imagine
Maybe it's been too long to keep dying
All the same I think it's wrong
Maybe that's just the broken strings I'm tying