you hand
me your past
full of
pains and yet desires
so scared
of what is to come
I
continue to slowly feed the fires...
you love
me, minus trust
I return
to the script you have written
looking
for the long lost key
the hurt
that remains hidden...
walking
the wastelands
the
barren scape of your soul
I find no
concealed passage
to enter
and release the cold...
I am
willing to keep searching...
I love
you so...
I hand
you my heart
full of
hurt and forgotten hope
so scared
of your lack of trust
I don't
know where to stop...
I try to
love you without end
yet find
myself in thorns
my senses
tell me to run
to hide
before my heart is torn...
walking
thru desolation
the
emotions tumble by
I find my
own secret doors
I no
longer fit inside...
I am
asking you to keep reaching...
I know
you love me too...
©Sept
24, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic
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