Lo, who would lend a shoulder,
Better yet paint eyes with trust?
Only to turn my nights colder
When I cannot share their lust...
Yes, look away when I approach,
Worse yet, offer a smile.
Speak soft your judgements of reproach,
But who lives in denial?
The darkness of this world, ‘er mine
I would not wish to one.
Nor hold silence to undermine
Emotion now undone.
I've stood alone thirty-two years,
What here could change that now?
Manipulative guilt and tears?
No! I will never bow!
painful poem M, painful title...
listen to devina...she speaks the truth...
dont be so hard on your self...
take care, jm
Nothing to no one...
we all feel this way at times, tis true.
but like so many rhymes before,
our hearts must disagree with you.
Yes, some have treated you unjust,
some have taken of your soul.
Both the darkness and the silence...
in time, do take their toll.
Still, we wish to serve as a reminder...
not all who lend a shoulder, offer in vain.
No man should always stand alone,
no heart should only know pain.
You ask here what could change that now...
the answer lies inside of you.
In time your heart will trust again...
in time love will see you thru.
...when you walked into the room, I saw their faces,
you made it feel like time was standing still...and I felt fascination...
then you turned and smiled in my direction...
and my heart...gave me away.