Here in there cannot be true. If theres nothing that can't be done without you. Why can't these leaves become shallow? Or I can't see if I am followed.
I can't see or hear with my soul. Or see whats down below. Get my voice to sing alone. Or else I might be blown,toward the other side.
I can't help with these trees. Or with my own shallow leafs. But sure know I will be with you. Or see you in my own messed up view.
I will come and help you. With my own wings be beneath you. I'll carry you,to one of my truths. That can become my fews.
I am in this tree right now,waiting for my destiny. Or what would now become my fantasy. These tombstones cannot be flooded. With all the known beloved.
I cannot find my own self without you. Or I cannot be with you,to come below my fears. Or cry and create my own signiture tears. What world it is without you.
I cry and weep every night. I hope that I could break this fight. But something can come between us. Or something even beneath us.
We can't dance,we can't sing. We can't do anything. As long as we both are away from each other. We will be under,our own lifes.
And to break this curse. We need to be in a hurse,in a destiny. Then we can do what we also wanted to do. And that is to be with you.
InnocentSoul0110 · Thu Oct 19, 2006 @ 08:45pm · 0 Comments |