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
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