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Tuesday, 24 November 2009

Away

What do I do?
The others are beckoning
The other side of the water
The bridge
Still there
For one last chance
Is what everyone deserves

Do I walk
Across
Do I give in
To what seems to be
Much better.
But whenever you talk
I wonder

Do I stay
For the waters are calm
But the bridge
Only allows one.

A choice to make
A heart to break

So I sit
On the egde.

And I wait.
For some miracle
To rise up from within
And lead me

There are times
Where I believe
With one look
You can turn the sea into ice
And then shatter it
With one smile
I fear
My feelings shall return
And I shall fall
Into the darkness

How long must I be
Neither here
Nor there
Neither far nor away
From something
So very rare

There are no sweeping
Winds
No reason for me
To stay and see
And to be
Once again
Destroyed by honesty

But it seems to me
That it is better
In the vain thought
Of something better

Because for all I know
The other side
Could be wetter
Than any rainy night
Where I confide

Everything I know of you
Into the skies
And I am soaked to the core
With the cold of my hurt
And although it pains me to say
I was a liar
When I said I cared no more

So I break down the bridge
My last chance is dire
So I cry and I wait
For
One day,
Your arms will carry me
Over the storms
And into the sun




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