frostyangel
Bluelighter
The warmth of your smile
that shed the inches of
light upon my face.
One chance for that
glance to discover
what the look upon
my face really
meant.
I need every inch that
you gave to my mile,
which give me the hope,
of something more,
to this broken jagged
edged mirror.
I watched it as it slid
down out of my hands
destroying completeness
into a dozen pieces, and I relate
what was my heart from before.
I pushed
the
pieces
forcefully
back into
the
shapes
of my
life.
And when I looked,
I saw how distorted my
life had once become.
Never taking the time
to mend all the faults that
some else had left me to
feed off of.
And to twist the facts
that this could be something
worth living for.
Unless you are a misleading account of my misrepresentations.
Could the possibility that the rays of the sun
had been combined by human strengths
And together we made the world warm.
Warm to wish for something with an
exspectation of all its fullfillment, of the
riches fields that went on forever.
And maybe I can't see heaven
outside your eyes, and maybe
there is a hell that follows behind
me, waiting for me to leave a part
of the mirror behind, to hold something
against me.
But, it's
something
that I
will
welcome.
To know that I can
only promise myself
the desire to find
truth in everything
that we could do.
I can show you
the confidence
that I wish I had
in myself. To show
no matter where
you go, and I can
still be more, whole
than yesterday.
Afraid to tell you,
that as you build
me into us. I am the
one taking down
those little footnotes
of rememberence.
These componets of
being a fool, might
mean that sometimes,
we all fall in......and out
of love, and the grain
of salt we take with it
makes us all, some
what stronger. And we
know that we will survive,
even though everything
could go wrong.
No matter hard our hearts
hit the floor, so I ask myself?
Why is this bridge just to high for me,
to take the leap into another exciting
journey....to learn more about myself, amoung
other things.
To see this one face when I close my eyes
at nite, and to breathe his name endlessly,
without even knowing I'm thinking twice
about the what should, could, and would of
been....
You make me dance the words of my
emotions, and my head sing the feelings
that I could never share, and my fingers
grip toward the hand that you left for me
to hold.......
that shed the inches of
light upon my face.
One chance for that
glance to discover
what the look upon
my face really
meant.
I need every inch that
you gave to my mile,
which give me the hope,
of something more,
to this broken jagged
edged mirror.
I watched it as it slid
down out of my hands
destroying completeness
into a dozen pieces, and I relate
what was my heart from before.
I pushed
the
pieces
forcefully
back into
the
shapes
of my
life.
And when I looked,
I saw how distorted my
life had once become.
Never taking the time
to mend all the faults that
some else had left me to
feed off of.
And to twist the facts
that this could be something
worth living for.
Unless you are a misleading account of my misrepresentations.
Could the possibility that the rays of the sun
had been combined by human strengths
And together we made the world warm.
Warm to wish for something with an
exspectation of all its fullfillment, of the
riches fields that went on forever.
And maybe I can't see heaven
outside your eyes, and maybe
there is a hell that follows behind
me, waiting for me to leave a part
of the mirror behind, to hold something
against me.
But, it's
something
that I
will
welcome.
To know that I can
only promise myself
the desire to find
truth in everything
that we could do.
I can show you
the confidence
that I wish I had
in myself. To show
no matter where
you go, and I can
still be more, whole
than yesterday.
Afraid to tell you,
that as you build
me into us. I am the
one taking down
those little footnotes
of rememberence.
These componets of
being a fool, might
mean that sometimes,
we all fall in......and out
of love, and the grain
of salt we take with it
makes us all, some
what stronger. And we
know that we will survive,
even though everything
could go wrong.
No matter hard our hearts
hit the floor, so I ask myself?
Why is this bridge just to high for me,
to take the leap into another exciting
journey....to learn more about myself, amoung
other things.
To see this one face when I close my eyes
at nite, and to breathe his name endlessly,
without even knowing I'm thinking twice
about the what should, could, and would of
been....
You make me dance the words of my
emotions, and my head sing the feelings
that I could never share, and my fingers
grip toward the hand that you left for me
to hold.......
You're amazing
