June 12, 2011


And maybe I will wait
forever, for a question
you'll never deign to ask.

Is it me, or is it you
I don't know what's different
But i can feel it in the raindrops
And it's slowly drowning my fears.

I have known madness, I have screamed
In alleys that smell of desperation
And I have known certainty
And often, succumbed to its call.

There are no drumrolls, and all I can hear
Is the sound of forgotten dreams
There's so much I've lost along the way
So much to rereturn to.

For all that I have thrown away
You give me so much more
I cannot stay wedded to fear
Now that I've crossed the door.

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