WHAT YOU PRAY FOR
"Be careful what you pray for,"
Someone once said to me.
I guess I should have listened,
Or let well enough be.
But I asked God to let me
See myself through your eyes.
Hoping I could fix my faults,
Not find out all these lies.
But here they lay before me,
There's no denying now.
By Divine intervention,
I'm still not quite sure how...
But it's tearing me inside,
And ripping me in two.
How could I have been so blind
Not to see the real you?
Now, once again, I'm kneeling,
Though more careful in prayer.
"God, please just let me forget
That she was ever there."
"Close my eyes forever,
If that's what it will take.
Please just tell me when will I
Atone for this mistake?"
"Make me so unforgiving
That my heart turns to stone,
That none would care if I lived,
Or chose to die alone."
It still throws me how I wished
My every dream upon
Someone who ne'er let me know
‘Twas me the joke was on.
But even in this silence,
I can "see" your laughter.
And the rolling of your eyes,
Shall haunt me ever after.
Can't live with this but I know
I never will forget.
Yeah, careful what you pray for,
That's just what you might get...
For all behind was dark and drear,
And all before was night and fear.
How many hours of night or day
In those suspended pangs I lay,
I could not tell; I scarcely knew
If this were human breath I drew.
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 05-09-2000).]