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Once Upon a Hundredth Time Pt 2
We are the same, but oh so different-
both intrigued by life's strange flow.
Inquisitive as to how-
my Hellish life's led to this "home".
He'd shown light upon my scars-
in ways I'd never seen before.
He did not dismiss their depths-
but led me to so much more.
So I traversed uncharted places-
In hopes I'd find my purpose.
And though the journey scares me-
he assures me that it's worth it.
So I dipped my toes in first-
and then submerged into the depths.
I took his outstretched hand-
and prayed my safety would be kept.
Through most of my life-
I'm the one whes giving care.
To everyone around me-
Always had love to spare.
So now that he is here-
and has stooped down to hold me.
The warmth it does confuse me-
I fear such love might control me.
I seep into your skin-
and try inhabiting this space.
There's nothing in this world-
quite like that smile on your face.
Without much thought at all-
I'll infect you through and through.
I'm hoping that you'll catch me-
as I fall back into you.
Just as I start to trust the fall-
you step, just out of view.
And suddenly my safety net-
escapes along with you.
Why the sudden change the heart? -
with only hollow words to respond.
But the way your lips move-
they paint the most enticing sounds.
I'm desperate now to feel the warmth-
that you wrapped around my heart.
I search for any way-
(to) revive what we had from the start.
There's no way it just dissapeared-
with such fine in our eyes.
Or was I simply Foolish-
to think youd want me all your life?
What is it I keep missing?
when people offer me their love?
Honestly, it's probably-
that I can't be loved at all.
Or maybe I am just naive-
and I just can't help myself.
When pretty smiles, speak pretty lies-
it conveys an unfeigned help.
To think that one could care so much-
and believe I'm worth protecting.
That someone sees these scars-
and actually wants for me true healing.
See, all of these are ways-
of which I truly thought he felt.
And that leaves me conflicted-
in lieu of all pain he's dealt.
Again, nobody's perfect-
were only human after all.
But how could someone love so much-
then motionlessly, watch me fall?
Copyright ©
Chelsea Stufleben
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