Generational Poets

All I ever wanted You make me doubt the love in our hearts Even afraid to confirm I talking just take away the passion out of you You listening to me, is a bomb about to explode Having not the feeling to defuse it, my heart cries. Well to the other you speak about, just a myth. For known if only able to keep yourself in place, Maybe you’d see who is for, and before your eyes, Perfected to how you’d want me to be, well I’m not. Scary things come out of the heart when you, Allow it to stand for what it believes to be true. Fearing the wrong one might come or the right one, Might be the wrong one, you choose… If I’m for you then why question yourself of who’s with…. The one who stole your heart and you just don’t accept or approve? Your hands slip away Every-time I hold; hugging you takes your thoughts, Away so as to think strange of me. If only I was to be alerted to your heart that I’m not a stranger in your heart Out of questions I’ve asked or could possibly ask, one remains the decider If I knock in your heart will you open?...answering would make us utter Hateful words and all to find would be you apart, me searching For you again in someone else. Karen. f Mathe