a little bit longer

lean a little closer, love
tell me what you want me to hear
some poetry, created on the spot
it makes me smile to have you near
the first thing i understood about you
was that you make things better
not by changing or going with the flow
but just by standing by me
i feel you in the pit of my stomach
in the heartbeat in my chest
your words are my life's song

and now, i'm waking from my daydream
and you're still here
not as my one and only, but
someone i merely wish for.

scurry, skip and hide.

i hate to see you cry
the field flowers will be even greener
with hands thrown to the sky
it seems as though you want to say goodbye
but i hope to hear you out
don't be afraid to put the bags down
i'll help you take them off your back
the bruises will heal and
you have my ears to relieve your pain

what i'm really feeling inside.

a child paces in the dusty dark room
shades provide her with protection
for no one can see her eyes
and a scarf hides her chapped lips

i was only given a
window in which to live on
to take a step outside
would certainly settle life
but with no certain vision of tomorrow
i can't presume a hopeful prediction
when all i have to
sum up with is uncertainty
and i cannot fathom why
my mind won't wrap around this
so i must conclude that it is i who
is the guilty one for the mistakes
for who can i blame when
the only one here is my reflection?
i wish i could break this window
because even as i see the outside world,
i see me in this
God-forsaken prison of Doubt
i have so many answers,
but never the right key to get out
and it appears that the window
has been painted shut
i'm a lifeless being in need of
Passion.
Love.
Laughter.
Light.