Sing

As I am discovering
it's not just the joy
you bring

It's not just the love
feeling
The presence,
the way you treasure
that makes the darkness nimble

I've said it so many times
yet I'm not sure
when I sit and think
what you mean to me

I'm always speechlessly
asking for more ...

Some empty promises,
some dreams,
some nonchalance and
so much more ...

I can't think of all that
I'm ready to ignore,
to grow in this feeling
and for once be sure

Perhaps such thoughts
vast emptiness within brings

While here I am
dreaming of a mate,
I forget to realize
I'm still nursing
the habit of being sedate

I can't buy,
I couldn't steal
what I looked for most
throughout my life,
was the feeling of being real,
For once to be complete again
yet completely incomplete

I looked, I fought
I sought and I lost
and somewhere lost the meaning
of pain

And from there, I got up bare
and never felt whole again
I searched for remnants of my skin
or a soul with trouble akin
only to avoid confronting myself a share

I found many a few
who would well up every passing
passage on the way
I consoled the man
in the mirror,
while I lent a shoulder
to the urge within
I was to obey

I don't have a sonorous
voice or an amphitheater
where someone would
pay to watch me say
Just before someone pinches
me from this dream
I wish to say
I want
to keep hanging by this moment
even if you turn away...