A Chance to Meet

Contrary to standards i never Chose

there is more to me than the woes

and the slips and spits of venom that seep

from this heart and trickling down to my feet

leaving slime and  grime upon the ground i walk

rhyming this time because i dont want to talk

 

its five in the morning and Im not asleep

because there are questions that haunt me before Sleep

yes about the he the who and the why and how

and even this far past still trying to figure

the point in it all I stoped having fun

and the paranoia set in and you gave me the gun

shooting myself in the chest with your roaring heart

supposing its okay you tare mine apart

 

cause i thought i wa stong and could endure your filth

but it just made me dirty

bitter and still...broken and shook...teary and dried

no more love for any in or outside

this heart that tried to love as best it could

but never did i assume that no one would

becuase we all come and go in each others lives

yet its still a bit hard to accept

you've pushed me aside

 

you never asked me to love you to my own destruction

and i never knew I could be so trusted as when i saw and heard you cry

so many times

with my name on your lips and my reflection in your eyes

and never wanting to see you any pain

but i really didnt know how to sustain

love that lived bewtween us so

i desired so much you'll never know

for things and dreams beyond your touch

for loves yet know letting go of those that was'

 

I couldnt breathe in your arms

couldnt sleep by your side

becuase your phone kept droning on

and the nights...i would cry

and though you were an angel asleep deep in my arms

and wanting to keep you safe from harm

i did the only thing i could for you....

let you go, at first unsurly but knowing the truth

that I can never be

what you need

I don't have it in me to fulfill your needs and i grew tired of trying because as time wore arm

the goldleaf polish wore off your arms

and the bedazzeld surface grew dull and ruddy

our love was no more than muddy, muckity sludge and ...sweet, wonderful

loving.... but a dream

 

A dream i no longer wanted to have

you moved on now...found another man

and to hear you happy, and at times in pain, but Zane

i wish i could hold you, and tell you its okay.

You'll continue to love him, and possibly more,

with outspread arms like a falcon you will soar

and he'll be ther at your side or another will be waiting high in that sky

and I will watch

smiling proud,

from the ground not that i lack affection for that expanse

but before i fly, I'll give walking a chance

becuase are methods may be different but desires the remain

I have my direction and to you the same

but there is something that no matter time and distance

a chance to meet, is still in existance.