Crippled Sense..

My love hovers over, 

A trail of fire, 

It has the desire to burn, 

But i cant let it, 

I wont let it, 

If it falls, 

Then my life ends, 

On a bad note... 

I discovered that, 

Her heart, 

Isn't strong, 

That her intentions are wrong, 

That her love for me is weak, 

That this might be her last week, 

Of trying to speak to God, 

I am a man of words, 

But i cant find the right text in me, 

I cant find the right words to say, 

I am bloated with dismay.. 

But i try to prosper, 

I try to engage with people, 

But i need closure, 

A place to rest this crippled sense, 

Your are a common error in the sequence of events, 

Tear me up, dispose of me, 

If you want to, 

I will climb the spiral, 

That leads to the ultimate view, 

A view that is aimed at you.. 

The scissors cut into the stem, 

Of the roses, 

I left on the kitchen table, 

You cut them,

If you are able, 

Can you keep them alive, 

Like the fire in your heart, 

Just for a mere minute,

I'll solve these problems, 

With my art and imagination, 

Change the station on the TV of lies, 

And listen to me for once.. 

Open up the treasure chest, 

That lies beneath the bed, 

There are jewels and a letter, 

To the establishment, 

Written in blood, 

Written with conviction.. 

Open up the treasure chest, 

That lies beneath the bed, 

There are jewels and a letter, 

To the establishment, 

Written in blood, 

Written with conviction..