about how i can never tell my best friend that i love her and why |
With each day that passes The question begs answer This unspoken love Will it be my cancer? To speak could be fatal To not, leaves me bleeding I think on this deeply As my shell, it is fleeting. I try to be tough I try to be strong But you see through my fake skin and know something’s wrong. You press and you press, For an answer from me I say 'nothing's wrong, won't you just let me be? ' I'm slowly worn down To my soul's very center You're so very close now I'm at the brink of forever. Do I risk all we have, and pour all my heart out Will you reply in turn, and tell me how you've felt? Over and over My heart has been mended If it bleeds one more time My life will be ended. I won't risk it all There's to much at stake here My silent love dies, and it's only remembered. It rages inside me Begging to be let out I quell it one last time, and slowly it fades out. My soul has been emptied I have nothing left now My hopes and my dreams, are ravaged and burned out. My fantasty broken, I lay it before me I dig it's shallow grave, then bury it completly. |