Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Here and Now

The words stuck in my chest.
The ones I want to tell you that scare me half to death.
The ones I'm refusing to admit to myself yet.
They sit there, stirring, and waiting to come out
to be screamed and felt with no sense of doubt.
These words haunt me,
wait until the dark of the night,
when it's me all alone and a little bit of light.
Then they come up, and I force them back down.
Choking them back in disgust with a frown.

I should tell you.
Thats' what they would say,
"Take a chance, what's the worst that could happen?"
But you don't know me that way.
We're one in the same without a clue.
I see you in me, and me within you.
A mystery to be discovered, a story untold
a story on hold, the corner at a fold.


Take a step back, breathe, and relax
If I told you today there wouldn't be a hope for tomorrow.
No dreams, no songs, no wish to borrow.
It would all be on the line, out there to decide
and there would be no blurred lines to help us hide.
We both know it's there, your heart won't let you say
but I see it in your eyes when you ask to stay.
You might write me a song, or sing in my ear
and I'm perfectly fine with those things that I hear.
Cause it says what caution hides,
and shows what you mean behind those cloudy eyes.

I want to tell you, because I can't compare.
I can't fill you with words, sounds, or passion
or the hope of something that could be long lasting.
I know what I feel now,
and that's a lot for me.
I can't share with you my dreams, but I can let you see.
So I want to scream it out loud,
it only seems fair.
Though I know that I couldn't do it,
even with a dare.

I can't offer you much, but I can offer you now.
and If you let me,
I promise I shall.
You feel so deep, you swallow me whole.
I try to keep up, but to me it's a new role.
I destructed these feelings, ideas, and dreams
worked hard to make new ones, and sewed up the seems.
Then you walk into my life and pull out the thread,
The secrets I keep hidden, threatening to shed.


So I will give you here and now
not asking for more,
Just you and me inside, the world behind the door.
And we can take each step, as carefully as we need
pausing for you and pausing for me.
Side by side we'll figure it out together,
not burdened by the future, or pending hazy weather.



 * I don't know how I feel about the ending... I'm not sure if it's finished. We shall see.

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