He Dreams Despite My Screams
If only he could discern my pain
and feel it's sorrow near
if only he could smell the rain
of salty tears I smear
If by chance his sorrow grew
Ivy's green disguise
and choked the life he held onto
then would he realize
Don't forsake me where I may transcend
beget me to dissolve
I pray most humbly to ascend
if my sin you won't absolve
If he would only to forsee
these eyes so trite and stark
the truth is he does suffer me
and leaves me with the dark
Copyright © Angela Crabtree | Year Posted 2008
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