I could not stand tall, any more – like before,
My feet trailed bloody toe smudges all over the floor;
The bandages would no longer hold – they would unfold,
My eyes beamed the secrets of so much terror, untold;
The home did not harbor the heart – torn apart,
My dreams and my goals had been doomed from the start;
I could not see passed the lies – in so many eyes,
My spirit forsaken by my own blinded compromise;
I would not dare allow – anyone in, before now,
My mind always sabotages good things to shit, somehow;
The things that are wrong – and have been for too long,
My memories haunt me all night until the moonlight is gone;
I am not afraid – of the friendship we’ve made,
My heart is at ease from so many kindred words said;
I have opened my door wide – invited you all the way inside,
Now it’s your turn to either come in, or run away and hide.
I cannot express enough true curiosity – between you and me,
I’m not sure which buttons to press and which ones to let be;
My hands want to touch – who you are, so very much,
To make you feel all that you can feel, and such;
My words want to speak – to your heart when it’s weak,
I want to paint the skies for you with the love that’s at your feet.
I could not stand up alone – and carry myself dazedly home,
My feet walked beside yours, tight rope, danger zone.