I’m alone.
I’m not supposed to be, but I am.
I said I would never give in, never back down,
But I’ve surrendered long ago.
I fear the glass that shows the unknown me,
Only the tainted can see what I see
Only the broken can really know me
For I am the worst of them all
I was the first to fall
After claiming solid foundation
I’ve been breaking since creation
You said you would give me wings
And I believe you did at one point, my King
But they’ve been put away for so long
They’ve been used so incessantly wrong
So I’ve been hiding from the light
Because the sun is much too bright
Your love is
Much
Too
Bright.
And I’m ashamed to be seen at all sides
I’m ashamed to be living this lie
I don’t want you to see what is brewing inside of me
My smoky black insides are clogging up my heart
Drowning my poor heart
And I’m afraid my wings don’t work any more
I’m afraid my heart is much too sore
And my shoulders too weak to soar.
But maybe
Just maybe
Could you lift them?
Could you give me a running start?
Because maybe then we could jump start my heart
My heart and wings would both be a part
Of one person.
No double sided mirrors
No smoky black inside and painted pink outsides
Maybe then I’d be the real deal
Maybe then I’d be able to feel
And maybe then, just maybe
I could come home.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
My God, What A World You Love.
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