I miss David more than I can explain I look outside and it’s rain And it was always sun when he was around Like he gave meaning and life to sound And he burst colour into the scene As though I was alive within the dream And now all is dull and grey And what is it that people say Life is what you make it And love is deep so don’t forsake it But I don’t know how to utter your name Without making you take the blame For all that we could never be I saw you down on one knee Proposing to me But you laugh in my face and the indignity Of the moment have me cracking open The shell that was the kernel of hoping For more than just words on the page And the silent rage Pounds against the walls of my castle And I wonder is romance worth the hassle If it means I must go up against Your past and your present tense And maybe you’ll never know what it meant When you accepted the letter I sent
I feel the fear pulse inside Oh, the terror of being alive And I try to talk with my anxiety It seems it’s getting the best of me As I shiver and shake Then the earth quake Bringing monuments to the ground With a tremulous sound But the peace knows how to ache Until I love it for its own sake And the reason why seems to elude me It’s like it has to prove me Wrong or right But I can’t sleep at night For thinking of him And the heart has to win No matter how it seems to be Could it mean the world to me Swimming in oceans in between And if this is just a dream Then why does it hurt so much And maybe I’m out of luck To be adverse with an advanced decider I never thought you would hide her Away from seeing eyes To be the moment love despise In a sudden realization I flip the switch and change the station To get my mind off of you But it only makes me want to Clasp your hand in mine And I’ve been alone all this time Coz I can’t bear to think of another fella I’ve never been the type to call you yella But why did you not tell me how you feel Why did you try to cut a deal And hold it tight with skin and bone But you look like I could make a home With you where we were And I don’t know what for But I feel the need to profess Everything I wouldn’t confess Way back when Could you ask me that question again?
The Poetry Book 