I was so alone, I was lost at sea
until you came along and saw it fit to rescue me.
Your eyes were an escape,
solace that set me free.
My only life line, my sole protection
from the memories and cold reflection
of all the things I did to me
and only you could set me free.
But try as I may, as far as I run,
I cannot escape my loaded gun.
I fight so hard, I try to escape
but I am so ensnared by this self imposed fate.
The burdens outweigh. This paper's thin,
& the memory of deception aches within.
Lust for the trigger entwines with the fear,
but the voices are back, they're all I can hear.
Then I realize it's yours, it becomes so clear.
You're the only thing that I hold dear.
You split my thickest armor
and saved my dying soul.
You saw the piece that had been ripped away,
And you filled that gaping hole.
Malcolm Wade
Liadan Dilara
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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