Tuesday, March 1, 2011

I sit here as this peace decays
I grasp at straws as it wastes away
I let this feeling take hold of my heart
I know I should step in the way
That I shouldn't allow this to happen
But I don't stop it
I am an observer of my own destruction
I let this get the best of me one last time
These walls are too thick to get through
I don't want to fight you anymore
I have said all the wrong things as I stumble over my words
And now there is nothing left to say
The door to my heart is now closing
This one way street is no more
I am too scared to see where this will go
To let myself hope for some changes
I won't ask my questions if you don't ask yours
Don't worry you can relax, I am not going to fight any longer
This is a dream I will let slip through my fingers

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