Apr 14, 2005 21:51
Hows the family
a poem for my love.
Why can't my life be uncomplicated?
Why do I always end up losing everything?
Am I supposed to be cursed with this misfortune?
Am I intended to end up waiting at the stop sign?
While my life passes me by
These choices I make only end up choosing me
They leave me with a one way alternative
A doorway into a locked room
I run this maze of life never letting anyone interfere
I expect to make it out with no help from anyone else
I seize life by the throat, always finding a way to choke it
Will my life be able to stand the loss of breathing?
Will I end up like my father, married unhappily?
Will I end up without a job like my friend?
Will I end up like my mother?
With an incurable deathly illness
I am destined to end up like all the other miserable people
I WANTED MORE
I wanted everything, and that was my problem
I can't have everything and expect to survive
I have my heart wrapped in brown paper
And stuffed into a brown Fed-ex box
It is tightly bound with twine and sent on its way
It arrived at its destination, only to get lost in the world
It found a home with the person I love the most
The only problem is that she hasn't sent out hers
Hers is much too valuable to give to me
I love the way she looks at me and smiles
I see her eyes, I see the universe
I tiny pebble inside her eye
Nothing can come close to her beauty
Stare at the sun and dull your eyes
Now gaze once more, everything still comes in clear
Nothing could ever dull or mask her splendor
She loves me and I can't say anything different
I feel like going to sleep in her arms
I feel like waking to the sun washing over my face
As I feel her hair between my fingers
And I kiss her good morning
I will only leave her to see her once more
goodbye, and goodnight.