With a Bow
Will you be gone, to find your own way?
Should I move on, or does our love stay?
The heart ache, I continuosly hear.
My smile so fake, as it masks a tear.
Should I cry, or run from you?
Should I die, or make it through?
All I need, was in my hands.
My scars bleed, for in his arms you stand.
Was this worth it, or a waste of time?
As our star was lit, I wrote love's rhyme.
Do we begin, or do I leave?
Will the sorrow win, if I don't believe?
I'll begin to depart, with a bow.
You're left with my heart, you'll take the love now...
If I fell, when I fall...
I've been through hell, for all I've saw.
As you softly sing, the crescendo starts to rise.
These tears I bring, fell from the heaven's eyes.
Will you believe, it is for you I fight?
I cannot breathe, for I'll leave tonight.
The music plays, while our stars dance above.
The angel sways, showing the hidden love.
I know your ways, for you're the beauty I've dreamt of.
I lie in the stars, with nothing to lose.
You heal the scars, by the path you choose.
I would do anything, to leave this place.
As the sorrow sing, I glimpse your face.
Who's the great power, nurturing my shame?
I begin to cower, and forget all but your name.
I cannot leave you, yet I cannot stay.
Know I'll make it through, and find my way.
I tell you true, could I only speak.
I've lost you, for I was too weak.
Copyright © Steven Mcmorrow | Year Posted 2009
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