There’s not enough love
In this whole wide world
To fix the holes in my heart
And the heed in my head
I’ve been so lost for so long
That I don’t see any lines,
Or other ways to wonder
Without falling into my grave
Either stand here heartless
Headless and hesitant,
Or make the move to mortality,
And meet my maker in moments
If I can’t admit it to you
Then who can I tell it to?
Probably a stranger I bet
Or a girl I had just met.
Someone who doesnt know
Who I think I want to be,
Someone who doesnt know
A damn thing about me.
Because I’m too ashamed to admit
That I’m not exactly great.
I’m not a great mate
Or a heart without hate.
But I’ll tell it right now
That I’m not really sure,
How I made it this far
With a soul so impure.
I’ve got the best intentions
And good first impressions,
But I doubt myself so much
That it’s myself I cant trust.
So it’s just kind of sad
How much I could have had,
If I had just loved myself
And kept contempt on the shelf.
I lay my head down
In preparation for sleep
But I know it won’t be
A sleep so deep
That I won’t have a dream
Of you and me
And I’ll awake soon later
With cold hands and feet
Because without you
I’m just not as warm
I’m just not the same
Inside and out
It’s comfortable here,
In the lonely darkness.
A lone candle lit
Centered in the room.
A reminder of the light
That could be,
But never will
Because of me.
Where have you gone,
My sweet inspiration?
My nectar
Of thoughts and visions.
Grown upon flora
Beside the river’s basin,
And harvested
With soft precision.
Oh How I long,
For the abundant days,
When my tongue
Was all but graceful.
When my words would dance
And tastefully play,
And were laid
To sleep in a cradle.
Efforts to Be Free 