If I Could Write the Words To Say
My mind is flustered, beyond the means.
As to ask, "Where do I go from here?"
Tick, tock, tick, tock. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
Tremble, tremble, goes the skeleton of my hands.
If I could write the words to say.
Lets just start by saying, "Hey."
I reached out, and fell short of too many words.
The words I could of used to turn this situation around.
Fell dead, lift up, break down, stand up.
I've used to many words tonight.
Vocabulary struck the soul of my being.
I balanced out the meaning of what had become between the two of us.
If i could write the words to say, Let us begin with, "Hey."
What is there to become of man kind, but a normal day in reality.
I reached out, fell dead, i lifted up, just to fall back down again.
I woke up one morning, trying to find out what was left of you and I.
It only gets worse when i scream, when i cry, the too many words that i've used
tonight.
But I fell short of the three words that were ment to be spoken.
"I Love You."
I reached out, fell dead, stood up, broke down, just to stand up all over again.
"I Love You."
Copyright © Erin Martin | Year Posted 2011
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