Is there anyone who can see past the shadows
through to the man that wants no more than to be loved
if so tell me now as I am on my knees begging
loneliness is oh so slowly killing Me inside
each breathe is harder to inhale than the last
sleep is nothing more than dreams of an essence
to my demise feeling as though the innevitable exhale is one second
away from my last
I feel as if I am only a shadow on the darkest of nights unseen behind
the silhouettes that hide the years of feelings buried under a fear of
dying cold and unwanted
all the years of believing all of her useless lies saying she loved me
bring me to tears inside
secrets I have shared with only myself have remained secrets
but they are begining to overflow
truth an lies mixing unconciously concious to the reality of the unreality
of my mind
Is there anyone who can see past the shadows
through to the man that wants no more than to be loved once more
Author's Notes/Comments:
Another one of those 2:28 am WTF ok I'll get up an write it things ...lol
I almost didn't write a
I almost didn't write a comment, lest you have to come back to read this comment and go through the ritual of remembering, Daniel!!! Lol. Just tells me that this was a great write!
~peace~
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
We See Through The Shadows
You are certainly loved by the pp writers - If personal, a bolder and more frequent approach is requiref, the law of averages is the best talisman for the lonely. If about someone else, a friend, tell women he's a millionaire (smile). - Love and Prayers and Best Wishes ~Lady A~