Why My Cuts Are Deep
Why My Cuts Are Deep
by Cate Rock
His words like flame against my skin.
His stair like ice burning from within.
His voice so steady so urgent so pure...
I don't know how much more i can endure.
His hands so warm against my cold pale cheek.
His comforting laugh is all i tend to seek.
All my life this perfect man avoids my watchful eye.
All my soul pleads for his presents here.
All along i wait for him,
All i get is lost hopes and heart break.
His on going absents like a stake.
A stake through the heart,
One I'm sure i deserved from the start.
For his love to comfort me,
For his arms to hold me,
For his words to guide me.
Is that to much?
What must i earn?
What must I do?
Forever alone,
Forever torn.
Life unmasked and a word to warn.
Love is love will always be love...
Yet i don't deserve it.
Don't find it.
Cant rewind life to save it.
Couldn't if i tried.
Cause i was torn apart the moment love died.
It died in my arms many blue moons ago.
And its true even if my pain doesn't show.
Love was shot in a bar for nothing to gain.
Love died slowly in a merciless pain...
It was my savor. it held my unborn heart.
Can you see now before my time my world was torn apart?
But its OK...i tend to say,
Ill live. and i do. heh maybe someday my friend ill live to write for you.
Lovely days with new friends and old.
One day of living is enough for my old soul.
Submission date : 2009-06-22
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