Decayed
Could I love you if I'm afraid
To let you see my joy decayed?
Your sweet eyes are so happy
I fear that you'd withdraw at
The words behind my smiles
And the restraint I must show
To not allow myself to slip away
Into my solemn mind decayed. (10/22/16)
Dreams Mock Reality
I dreamed that you loved me.
It was a warm, happy feeling
But it's still with me,
Like a brand that mocks me
As I wander, very much awake;
Because even though I once
Had a dream that you loved me
I'm in reality, still a ghost.
(01/15/17)
Wrong
I'm not sure I know what it is
To actually think straight anymore;
For to do that I'd negate all of the
Twists and turns my thoughts take
In order to entertain every
Possible reason I am wrong.
For if I am wrong, there is no risk;
If I am wrong, I will not get hurt,
And if I am wrong, he doesn't care;
But if I am wrong my heart will ache
And if I am wrong, the thought
Alone will crush me entirely.
In some small corner, some
Distant realm of chance,
It is possible I could, in fact,
Maybe
Possibly.....
But if I let myself fall to hope
I must believe myself to be a fool
For surely I must be wrong.
(02/08/17)
