ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If I promise you... Dear Diary, If I promised you the world would you hold me tight and never let go? If I promised you, your health, would you hold my hand and talk to me? If I promised you my love, would you kiss me sweetly on the lips and say the three words that could break and shake me? If I promised you... The world is misshapen portrait of love. That was torn long before it was sold. And the only place you could go, wasn't the home you want. The sky clouds your vision because all you can think about is flying, and the only way you could get away from the bottle-nosed people who crowd, around you crying your name. You reach out your hand and realize that what your grabbing for is an empty pile of true lies? But, even as you realize this and the warm tears are flowing down your cheek you still reach out hoping for something more. Then your hands gets tired of hoping for something that doesn't exist, and the burning feeling of exhaustion consumes your hand and you feel it waste away. So, in all this time, what was it that you were reaching for? Your hand is still stretched out into the dark abyss crying out to a thousand blank faces, hoping that your heart will mend. And you'll stand and wait, till the end of your days, waiting for that hand that will find yours. The hand that will take away all the pain, and lonliness, as long as you have it outstretched. So now your in a bind, that your willing to die for...Your suffering because you have it outstretched and if you put it down you'll die. ...if I promise you... With care, 10:59 a.m. - 2002-04-24 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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