"What I wanted to say"

"What I wanted to say" 

by: Kaleb G. Berry

There is something in your eyes that makes me believe.

That takes all my anger and makes it dig its own grave.

Your kindness takes a stand in this hopeless world that makes people saved.

Insane, insane, my heart is craved.

I placed up walls and walked down halls.

Seen too many hurt,

And know what’s tangible and what’s not.

The moon is bright today won’t you say?

I wonder if you’re looking at it too, it reflects the beauty in you.

I am crazy, but I am on my feet. Cannot go to sleep, cannot stand to eat.

A feeling overwhelms like the flu and makes me sing a sad loving blues.

Here am here fearless, at a distance watching you that seem like overseas.

Your there and I am here, your far and I want to be near.

Describe what the scribe writes on the wall.

“I love you.”

No;

Too perfect of words to take this meaning that far.

 What to say if everything about you is true,

 What is your favorite color?

That to say to this beautiful lady, she will say it isn’t the shades of blue.

Thinking about what you been through,

What makes her ball up her fist, get sick, laugh, say things of abundance.

You question me her name, no it isn’t Sue.

I am walking upside down, everyone stares, I am weird, but for a reason.

Just to be weird with you,

If it takes days to make it all okay.

I’ll go the miles to tell,

You will make it out I promise, and you will be floating on waves.

Let me drift with you and take you away on the ocean of your tears,

To the end where the grass is firm, lovely, and won’t disappear.

My heart wants to be an artist that builds color on your life.

That wants to be a fire that protects you from the sheer cold at night.

These words are simple, easy to understand, but almost invisible like a line in the sand.

I don’t know what else to say, because the butterflies in my stomach are fluttering about.

I’ll just keep quiet and lay like this, beside you and keep the words on the edge on my

hearts abyss. While I listen to you sleep, in a dream that’s make believe to see.

What I want to say may not be important to a person like you.

Unfair I may call it, but I am doing fine.

I can wait forever, take a beating in romantics, and call it whatever I like.

Though, I know am laced to you like a shoe,

 And stand by you were ever you fall.

What I want to say lies deep inside,

These three words go around my head like buzzing files.

One day, I won’t hold back and say them to you without doubt, with heart, with a thriving pride.