Overbearing
by
Jack Curson
(Age: 32)
copyright 09-04-2006
Age Rating: 10 to 127
Sheets laced with love,
Die unto to stress of life,
Blanketed with falsehoods;
Bring me this angel from above,
The one who keeps these memories away;
Bless me this day for one glimpse of this beauty
I seek repeatedly in my mind.
Is it you that keeps my psyche walking
In the gloomy night wondering what could be?
If I call to you my darling,
Will you come-hither forth with arms wide
Bearing the sweet tenderness of your cry?
What is it in me that neglect the nourishment
Of your words upon my ear?
Gift me with the comfort of your lips
That have been lost for an eternity.
Pressing on,
The dire need for you is consuming,
Breaking the very nature of my soul;
Conjuring up a conquest seeking
To drive the truth from my spirit,
My loss becomes apparent
Given your love was in my grasp.
Sand upon my hand you were,
Lost to the overbearing clutch of my fist.
Proud eyes stare upon the remorseful dreams of you and me,
Ripping what Hope is left from my heart.
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Are these words true, is it you that feels this way, it must be, I don't think you can come this close to yearning desire, and not yearn yourself, but this will not get what you yearn for any closer, sadly, Because I think you don't really want it, you just want to not want it anymore, but there is a problem with the reason behind the desire, why you want it, or don't want, doesn't match. Just focus on the why don't worry about the what, and the illusions, of fear or shame, or heartache, what ever it is that is distorting your veiw will loose all power and hope will shine again. I beleive you, I felt it, confess thy sins with thy mouth, right Jack, great write, good job, thanks,