Say it to me,
I don’t want to guess
And waste the moment of truth
I await to see, It’s all a pretty mess..
Don’t look away
This time we have might slip into a void
And our paths might strangle
These smiles might fade away; but besides..
Wait and waste a life on me,
This haste I show, just bend on me,
There is little to say, as I keep in mind..
These eyes might reveal and push me from behind..
I might fall again this time,
I fear to sing my bitter old rhyme..
But the deeper I fall the more I feel,
This love I deserve might come to heel..
I stop ! I stop, don’t dwell this time,
This vacuum of feelings won’t fill with a dime..
Old times I see, Is that what you fear?
Don’t hide your face, let them scars be clear..
Drunk and sullen these eyes sift the pain,
Of times and steps you thought were sane,
This fear to lose your mind again,
Couldn’t help but note a cold disdain..
Too selfish are my deeds to want and expect,
A part of something once torn and kept;
never to be revealed, not to be shared,
Don’t say it now, I’ve already lost the bet…