Afire
I'm not an open book, not for you to read.
I don't sit on a shelf all day, not for eyes to see.
I should have diary tattooed across my body,
Because I'm private to myself, not available for anybody.
When I do something I do it for a reason.
My heart comes and goes, each time a different season.
When I love, it comes from deep with in me,
If it's not something you can respect leave me be.
My hearts been ripped apart before, you're not the first.
If I tell you I love you, it's real, it's alive, it's a thirst.
I put my heart out on the front line, it's a test.
Keep it safe or break it, it tells you apart from the rest.
Ride or die, soldier on,
The tears will flow, the mascara will run.
You only know what you'll have, if it's been shown.
I'm a strong fortress, I have safety in the quiet part of my mind.
I may cry, I may scream, but in the end I'll be done, you'll be left behind.
I have to have a meaning to you, I have to be something.
I have many uses, but I contain much love, I hold such compassion.
What has filled your heart with such hate? "The world" you say?
"I'm not like the rest of the world, I'm waiting on you to realize I'm not going to hurt you like
that."
I have a tenderness that wants to reach out and love.
I have a compassion that rips my heart open with pain for the lost souls.
I have a gentleness that wants to hold and be held.
I have such a love that its bearing against my chest ready to be released.
I settle for less when I know I deserve more,
Because I know that all I can have is that when it comes to you.
I want to be the person who can be the close friend that you need,
When times get tough.
When you need so bad to cry because the world is pressing down hard,
To be the air beneathe your wings to lift you up when you're ready to fall.
I smile when you smile, when your happy.
I cry when your breaking apart and I can't stop it.
I try to glue you back together again,
Even when you're tearing me apart.
I know sometimes you don't deserve it,
But in my heart and my soul I know you need it.
We all need to be someone to lean on,
Just let me be the net that catches your fall.
Even when your tearing me down, I'm trying to pull you up.
I'm not the one to sit down and shut up,
I'm not the let all pass her by.
I cannot stand down when afire.
I'll drown it out with hateful words that cut to the core,
But in the end I'll still trying to be help you.
Copyright © Kristina Dendekker | Year Posted 2010
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