You may wonder
in quiet moments
when all is still but your mind
when the whispers of doubt
scream about
in attempt to make reason
or rhyme
you may try to make sense of
or come to grips
with the who, what
when, where, or why
you may even hear voices
mocking your heart
with chants of bloody lie
you may gaze in a mirror
just long enough
to distort the beauty inside
you may find yourself shaded
by the greys of fools
who never meant you right
you may think of the bumps
the bruises the blocks
that stand just ahead
you may fear the unknown
or feel all alone
in these solemn moments of dread
but just when it seems
all horrible things
have conspired to bury your soul
I'll stand by your side
enduring the ride
we'll make it a pleasant stroll
we'll kiss and say yes
we'll share every breath
growing closer as we go
and every time
they predict end of line
we'll tell them
Love said...not so
in quiet moments
when all is still but your mind
when the whispers of doubt
scream about
in attempt to make reason
or rhyme
you may try to make sense of
or come to grips
with the who, what
when, where, or why
you may even hear voices
mocking your heart
with chants of bloody lie
you may gaze in a mirror
just long enough
to distort the beauty inside
you may find yourself shaded
by the greys of fools
who never meant you right
you may think of the bumps
the bruises the blocks
that stand just ahead
you may fear the unknown
or feel all alone
in these solemn moments of dread
but just when it seems
all horrible things
have conspired to bury your soul
I'll stand by your side
enduring the ride
we'll make it a pleasant stroll
we'll kiss and say yes
we'll share every breath
growing closer as we go
and every time
they predict end of line
we'll tell them
Love said...not so