Monday, August 15, 2011

All that I have become

I shudder at the thought of you.
You take my breath away.
Without hope I welcome you with open arms.
An angry tongue is first to make your acquaintance.
I live for no one, I live for you.
Take me away from here, take me with you.
Direction is something I lack and peace is what I seek.
Be with me then until the last day.
When I end, the innocent shall forever bear my pain.
I see you, I taste you, I feel you...
My soul is forever lost.