The musing and the bellowing out the chorus door,
By the deep somber tune of the cello...
Distorted
My memmory has been aborted of distortion...
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see...
It's 3am and everyone is asleep
I'm still wide awake, sitting at my computer...
I will send you my smile
to help you go that extra mile...
Forgive me,
for not penning the beginning of this poem...
Did I ever tell you about the first time we met
You kept giving me that look i could never forget...
Is this real or in my dreams
My worlds unraveling at the seams...
Oh please tell me,
Tell me things will be okay...
Listen to me!
For just a damn second...
Alone with my candle light
watching the moon through my window...
Your words spread like ashes,
over the hill top of my tear soaked eye lashes...