Feeling it

Feeling it penetrate beneath my open wound I turn to stare directly into your soul. You wince a little until you realize that I am not going to escape your mind anymore. This that you feel is something that you can't deny. There is no hiding it; it's ok to brush aside your mind for a while. Come with me to the other side so that I might show you how much you miss this burden.

Know that I am with you on this journey, know that I am here to be at your side for this moment, know that I am real enough to touch -- go on...touch my arm, you will see that I am really here, next to you.

Pessimistic I see you weave in and out of happiness, knowing that you subtly sold what you believe in. You cry for complete attention but yet you control what you want - - But I must be honest with you...I allow the control you give. Slightly it gives me piece of mind; security.

I wait for you a top the railings, you remind me that you can't be here tonight...I playfully explain my frustrations and you give me the world.

Thank you for your company.