Forgive My Spoken Word

Yield to my name, for fear is at my shadows tail I am no poet of light, my verse is my heart A romantic walking on fantasies, I see not ahead any longer, my day fades into night The ink of my pen flows, like the blood that is rushing in me now Forsaken I feel, to have ones kin look away and pretend to not know of one is hell To my lonesome I have been, and again to it I go Pardon my way for I am only a man, and a man of sin I am I walk towards death, and even she fears my coming steps Alone I am to be, so take my ink and set me free To steal a heart, or to seal it, lost in mind I see no other way Let the skies witness my passing a blue Am I to find love, or her bony fingers reaching for my neck Which way should I take? I need to open my heart and let you in Guide me so that I may grow in your ways of good I shall not forget you, it is as if we met just yesturday You never did take my hand, I still reach for it today Perhaps I need to give you my heart, do as you will See the dripping dreams? And they dry I don't understand of what I feel I loose my emotions to you I ask and plea for strenght if only I could stand My heart grows blue, will you not take me in I write and I plea please hold me that tomorrow I walk alone - to all my fellow poets Sometimes its better to just give in