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Faith, my dear, you have it not. You took my heart and destroyed it Ripped apart by claws guised as the hands of Angels Abandoned by a beast that knows not of isolation of the pain of being alone on another seaboard My dear; your lies calmed an anxious heart You stole my heart and destroyed it when I needed you most. I remember those mornings drunk with sleep and, verily, love- I heard the coos of the mourning doves Spread throughout the morning light of the room You loved me then You even loved me when that dark monday morning The morning of my leave. The thunderstorm woke us up; an ill omen Faith, my dear, you have it not. I remember the last time we made love Tainted with fear and anxiety in the gray of the day I said, "I'll see you soon" And you promised to see me on the other seaboard Where I was isolated from my heart and my life Burdened with a family that knows not how to live. Faith... Three months, your faith did not last. The poem rings in my mind: God's in His Heaven; All's right with the world. I would've waited, you see. Perhaps- too much faith. Abandoned at the moment I needed you- I didn't ask for anything but your faith of three months. And that, it seems, it too much. There are infomercials on TV now They are filled with the fakeness I expected from people but not you You are (were? I do not know anymore) a brilliant light I still love you, even though I have no reason to You've been careless with another soul And see nothing to concern you with It's never what you think; it's always what the other thinks that matters. You were so worried that I didn't love you those months long ago And now Ah, irony... You never ever gave me a chance. And I gave you too many.
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When I called you in the morning you were struggling for sense you were journeying through memories so vicious you made all your dying wishes come true but I know you’re gonna try to live without love, by and by but that’s not living, that’s just dying going by... going by...my love Now that ship in the bottle has got no place to sail You see waves getting darker every hour the stars have lost their power in the sky but I know you’re gonna try to live without love, by and by but that’s not living that’s just dying going by... going by...my love
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