I do not dream when you are here
But that is more than I can ask
Because in my dreams, my broken self
Is a long and broken task
But like myself and but myself
I can only have a plea
I can only wish and wish for one
Someone else…
---but me
I can dream that I can die
I can dream that I might live
I can wish for both
And pray for none
And accept what life might give
To a fact that breath will still--
prove what it might find
And to know that I might never know
What is really in my mind
To love that might not find it’s place
And a love that might not give
I can find within myself ;
the only way that I might live
To that I can only find a way
to end my own despair
And in that I can only breathe what breath
could be in the air
I only wish but this.. that love and life can find
Something within what might be, and that with this, maybe could be mine.
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