Quote of the Day 03/11/2012

"Glory, surely, is the noblest ambition of free men."
Aurelia Bodica

Island of Ghosts
Gillian Bradshaw

03 January, 2011

And I know this time it didn't matter...

And all I wanted was to help you understand.
You said you were falling,
And I was there with both hands.

I know that a mystery is what you seek.
You were tripping through the calling.
I know the markings that will be left by your feet.

This time though it's me who needs a hand.
You knew I couldn't ignore your wires,
This time you were there to help me understand.

It didn't matter if I knew your heart beat.
Your shuffling by the fire.
It didn't matter that I awaited defeat.

I'm tearing up places I want to understand.
So badly do I want the chance to love.
I'm tearing up cards with familiar faces I can't comprehend

My sincerity not wanted by one or by all.
So badly do I want to send messages by dove.
My sincerity not desired by any I call.

I've fallen so many times I stay on the ground.
So old it must be I'm constantly told.
I've never been afraid to rise yet skyward I remain unbound.

Surprised by the youth I've no choice but to bear.
The warm earth enveloping my chilled, repressed soul.
Surprised by my motions to push back unkempt hair.

You stay in touch so you can use my point of view.
I'm lost as to what actions I should take.
You care so long as I don't stay to watch the settling of dew.

Yet why can't I be someone you adore?
But it's apparent I shouldn't ask you on a date.
Yet I don't ask for much and won't ask for more.

Again it didn't turn out the way you thought.
And this is what it feels like.
Again It didn't turn out the way you thought

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