Pulse
how to be, how to be?
to guide and heal
to live
when every moment is laced
with the taste of desperation
to hear your voice
when all we have are words
and hearts
all dreams have become you
and i am poisoned by knowledge
that this is what i have sought
like a photograph
of a perfect moment
you have rested in my heart
and i am left sick with something
wanting beyond reason
for you to live in peace and love
just to live
until you're ready for me to hold you
until that night
when i will chase away the darkness
beside you
whispering in your quiet moments
to show you what it is
to be touched in love
how to survive the time
when you chase other distractions
to swallow my fear
that you'll open your eyes
and see what i am
and that none of this is worth it
there is better
far better
how to be, how to be alive
in this tragedy of love
Unrequited
how could it be
that we have found this tragedy
to love as we've always wanted to
in such an impossibility
two impatient poetic souls
hungry for that perfect touch
that would bring us home
to have found this
and be left reaching
to be torn apart
and pulsing with
an unrequited love
to miss at all times
i have heard you
in the dark
across time
when your heart
leads your hand
and the tears have come again
contrasting the impossible
so distracted and busy
with the things of your life
that keep your lonely mind
from breaking your aching heart
struggling to keep above the water
when you speak of this one
or that moment
a new friend
a midnight touch of lust
a girl that i can't be
struggling to be as i always have
the love and support you treasure
as i break under the weight of all
to stay who you have loved
to be who i wish to be
to be your angel
in the darkness
when i'm falling apart
Through the Darkness
there is a picture of us
at peace
a romance that tells a story
to be written and told again
to give hope to the lost
as we once were
and i call to you
with such an ache
because it's so close
and so far
and all i can do
to ease the heartsickness
is close my weary eyes
and see you in the darkness
there is a picture of us
deep in my mind
in the arms of love
and the story of us
is beyond cliche
made for eachother
and now to live
until we are
to live come what may...
