Tonight, I go to bed feeling a little emptier inside, It's ironic because I'm trying to sleep but the sun is coming out Tonight, I know that I must rest, but my soul cries 'cause I wish that I could touch you with my heart... If I could extend my arms as long as wings and stop the sorrow that the world dishes out, I would reach to you and help rid any pain and emptiness that you may have... I will try... I wish you could see all that's in me and what I wanted to give to you with my whole heart...what it was that burned within me. But I can't... Love can't be forced, it is something that just raises from inside and no matter what desire I have for you If you can't see what I feel, you never will. And you won't... It's ironic, to think that what we want is sometimes so real and close that we can touch it... but it's just not really there, like a cruel joke. But no matter what, I'll protect you from the pain and I'll be there to extend my friendly hand for you to grasp, 'cause one smile from you face will pay me back for all the love that I will have to keep inside. And I will...I WILL go on.
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