Tuesday, November 25, 2008

a story. a story told. a story told right.


Tears.

The silent kind streaming down my face.

Tears.

Hit the grownd on empty space.

Take my hand,

come and see.

You

take my hand and let me lead.

I'd show you what has hurt me,

I'd take you there and let you see.


She's beautiful.

You can see it in her eyes.

You can tell it's there,

but

her soul is trapped inside.

The feeling she is scared,

and

something else is there.

Holdong her curiosity back,

you only see colors of

fear.


I want to help her.

she's got a gift,

but

a heavy heart i cant seem to lift.

her confiddence is blown,

her love?

not shown.

The only one to save her

now...

the only one to show her

how...

is me.

i am the one only one who can teach her to

believe.

for i am the one who can see inside.


Lift her heart,

let the colors fly.

break it open,

stop her cry.

let it go,

don't wait and see.

relax it's time,

just let it be.


More tears.

The silent kind streaming down my face.

Tears.

Hit the ground on empty space.

take my hand,

come and see.

You

take my hand and let me lead.

i'd show you what has helped me,

i'd take you there and let you see.


Look in the morror.

It's you.

just standing next to me.


There is only one of you,

and

there is only one of me.

but see when we are together,

we can be we.


...go team...

2 comments:

mariposa said...

Aw, that's such a great poem - I love it. Nice post :)

[tess] said...

OMG did you write that?? that's beautiful! great post!