For Monica, wherever she may be
By rwb35
I can barely breathe when you are next to me
Your dark eyed stare, meeting my glare
And stealing away my soul
I can dare to dream when I see your smile
Drinking down your essence, alive in your presence
Before the fear comes in and takes control
Hanging on in my inner darkness
Desperately reaching for your light
Hanging on to a ray of hope
That I might escape this ever night
Lost in a nightmare that will not let me be
Wondering if in your arms I might finally be free
Could I ever be good enough for you
Could I ever be pure enough for you
Could I ever be all the things I believed
That I could never be?
Holding to every broken dream
Next to my frozen heart inside
Holding tight every forgotten fancy
All the sordid secrets that I hide
Caught in the whirlwind blowing cold
Wondering when I became so jaded, so old
Can't I just pretend, that I can open up my heart again?
I can barely breathe when you are next to me
Captured by your raptures, like a gilded, caged bird
I can almost dare to dream when you pass by
Stunned into silence, shaking so violent
And unable to say a word.
September 25, 2001
Author's Note:
There was once a girl who was my muse, but I lost herComments on "For Monica, wherever she may be"
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A former member wrote:
Can feel how personal this is to you, lol besides the title of it of course. I also feel the pain of it all. Well done good sir I like you style!
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A former member wrote:
She was certainly a major component to your soul. *hugs* This too shall pass.