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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

lighting a flame to see where my compass is pointing me (in progress)

I light my candles
At night to sleep,
It protects the fortress that-
you left for me to weep.

I kept a light on for you,
thought you're smile would come through the door
I think I see why people pay to laugh
And why poets compose memorable words that are recited, every more.

Each night alone alone felt like a week.

I thought you were a knight
And I was your princess
but I was your sky and i followed you away from the stars
because you promised to be my compass

I needed direction
I know it was a lot to ask
But we spoke of love and our family
every night you made me dam sure you would last

I pray for mercy, I pray to ease the pain so- excuse me if
the sound of sleigh bells leaves my face full of tears like rain

Jesus and I, well, we had a falling out just before
And the first time was not late last night
when so much fear came upon me,
the bible fell from my hands right to the floor

I thought this candle had burned down
And my life was hopeless to the core
I thought the last of my matches
would mean I've become a widow, ever more

This little island of mine
only stretches and expands so far
The land is like quick sand, I'd take any thing consistent... even if I am promised endless tar.

This might be true, and-
you might be right
I might as well just love that I love-
and think today I should be in love tonight,

So, drop your axe, old flame
Stay cold and bereft of my warm heart
The day you chose to stop going towards love
and straight to worship was when we should have part.

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