Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The Fountain

Sometimes, when i feel lonely and disturbed
I play the chords to my ambiguous lullaby
And sing the story that has curbed
My vision of the people
I thought were closest by

Sometimes I want to cry out a warning
Protect the ones I used to love and hope for
From a lesson I wish I'd never learned
Since after each sleepless night follows a morning
Of wishing senses would fail and leave me no more
Than what I feel I have earned

Sometimes I wish a tear would leave my eye
Casting loose all crowded sheets
Seemingly useless, yet covered by
The two words my innermost fountain needs
To let the waters flow and nourish those
Who surround it, asking, begging, kneeling
Until that special one throws
In that key feeling
Opening the gates for what I need see
"Forgive me"

Sometimes I wish that I would know
How to forget that which is forever
And therewith end this stupid show
I ask: When will the day come?
Never.

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