The question
Lost like the many souls that wonder this land
Confused as to why my hearts in your hand
Missing that warmth I once knew so well
Looking for the place where happiness dwells
Searching for answers in all the wrong places
Staring at tears of other lost faces
A questions is stirred Yes! a sign of life!
Finally an escape to this world of strife
A deep question that racks my brain
And stirs the emotions that may remain
Its a simple question that easy to see
Then why is hard to answer for me
I should know my feeling that come
But there hard to read when I am feeling so glum
I don't even know why, you have done me no wrong
But my heart is still played by the words of a song
In this state of confusion and loss
But now I must pay fates cost
Oh that question here it as again
I could say I don't see it I always could pretend
But I knew it was coming oh I always knew
now I must answer,
Do I love you?
To be continued...
This poem was written by the lover on Feb 06, 2008.
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she never will easer that to me it suck to be that boy
Nice Job Lala La... You shared,"I don't see it, I always could pretend". When it comes to LOVE, pretending will only deprive the truest blessings intended.
Keep it REAL!!! ~PEACE OUT