No matter what I say to you
I can never... get it right
So I imprison the words inside of me
and I let my feelings type
.
My heart is true and honest
but it's somehow not enough
I bend beyond the realms of sense
with unwavering, steadfast love
.
In my saddened heart I know though
that this you do not recognise
Through a filter of paranoia
daily it’s me you grow to despise
.
I wonder how our journey will end;
if we'll continue to muddle through
or if your demons will defeat us
and if I’ll loose both me.... and you
So, please, listen to what I’m saying
This doesn’t have to be our end
One in which we both destroy ourselves
and into madness... we descend
.
For I, would steal the moon for you
to quell the darkness in your head
Leave no room for ghosts of yesteryear
Burn up in stars... every word they said
.
I’ll be there to hold you through the nights
To stroke your night-terrors away
Darling, you’ll no longer have to cope alone
No more days... of being afraid
.
© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry
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