Friday, November 30, 2007

The Words.

The words won't come,
And I’m lost.
Why won't you talk to me,
I'm here just to listen,
and I’m ready for what you say,
I can't guarantee it won't hurt me,
but I’ll be here in every way.

I'll pray for you,
I'll promise too.
I can be there,
I can be there to give you hand,
to love you when you fall.

And at the same time,

I wish I could plug my ears,
Close my eyes to the world around me.
I want to breathe slowly,
And listen well,
To my own voice,
Telling me to run away,
Run away and never come back.

I’m so stunned by the words you’ve said,
I’m coming undone.
And the words won’t come,
What can I say to what you’ve done?

I can say that I love you,
I’ll pray for you,
I’ll promise too.
I can be there,
I can be there to give you a hand,
To love you, when you fall.

I’m here,
Say my name and I’ll be there,
Just tell me where…
And even if the words won’t come,
And I’m lost.
I will listen,
I’ll be ready, for what you say.

The words won’t come,
And I’m lost.But, that’s okay.

1 comment:

charlylena, said...

i love it tessa !
did you write it about someone specific cause i think you did lol.