Lost to my own thought last night
I looked up and sought out your name
I asked with my heart
that if, what i am doing is wrong,
or is known as a sin as everyone tells thee
then show me a path, to where i may forget what i can not give up
to take my hand, as i have always felt
and lead me to where i may not feel this agonizing pain that is ripping my heart
torturing me.
as I was looking at the picture
I felt a kind of joy in my heart
or perhaps i feigned it all up
to please thy own self
but I felt his presence and knew that i was not alone
just as
my eyes would not leave
and my heart would not give up hope
I wondered if I am losing my mind
i know not what kind of madness has taken over me
that I can not forget his name
that nothing else pleases me more than hearing him
I ask thy self if its only me
if it only me thats feels this vacancy within me
that in every object i set my eyes upon
i seek his face
in every word said or written by him, i pursue for what may please me
and put my mind in rest
i wish nothing more than his ecstasy
yet i know his deprived from that
and more than anything else i want to give him that much
its new year, new hope
its a new day,
but i have nothing to give on this day
nothing worthy
I have thought of it for a while but nothing worthy have crosses this obscure mind of thee
