Writings of Expression

How Can I Tell You?

When you've walled yourself off out fear and pain,
How does one open up to say the things I want to?

All I have sought is someone to challenge my mind,
Stir my sleeping heart to beat, and keep me in check.
Yet when I searched high and low to find you, I failed.

Love is not some game, but a struggle to become more,
Or so I have come to see it from all I have seen and heard.
That's when you appeared and showed me the light.

Desire rekindles in my heart, a desire to love and be loved.
Holding you would bring such peace to my troubled heart,
But I cannot let that be as I have never earned it, my dear.

Passion drives me, but I find myself slipping at times.
Cloaked in the comfort of shadows, I draw breath
To see that the light I reach for keeps dimming.

Yearning for the release of being whole again,
I strive to reach you and the light beyond us!
Reaching ever further, I fail to reach you both...

Quests can fail, but I can't help but reflect.
Was I always meant to fail this quest of mine?
Stubbornness consumes me, so I press onward.

Cheers and jeers surround me at times,
But the silence of shadow always beckons.
Let me be the shadow, unloved and free.

Striving for that perfect light is meaningless,
For darkness shall be my home for eternity,
At least until I find you, my beacon of hope.