By Sophia Bishop
I can't breathe I am suffocated beneath the wake of this,
I can't find the words, the breath, should I succumb to the bliss?
Then like a whisper, you creep from somewhere locked inside my mind
I want to reach out, touch , taste, feel but part of me fears what I will find
Will you still be there if reaching for you takes me some time,
Will you be there just sitting, just waiting for me to call you mine.
Or will you be gone in the flash of a lightning bolt,
Will the pain echo forever inside me from that one single jolt.
I know the answers, they are locked somewhere maybe where you hide
I will trust you with my life, my heart, my soul until the world cries I have died.
Because you are my north, my south, east and west,
That thing I reach out for when of life I develops a detest.
Life can be hard you told me this once upon a dream,
In a place, a land, a spot I don't think I have ever seen.
But I will endure each second, minute, hour and more,
The times you are locked behind an ironclad door.
I will wait. Time will pass. And I will find you it seems,
In a place, a land, a spot that is so much more than a dream.
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