Wednesday, October 12, 2005

I Promise I'll Get it Right. Don't leave me.

My solidity flashed before your eyes
and what can be true
when yesterday, happiness ruled
and today I stand before you
in tears once again?

I am not the rock
for you
I dreamed myself to be.
Fear stands between
our wholehearted
embrace.

Asking myself
how I deserve
you
to keep me from falling
everytime
just before I hit
rock bottom.

This is what I have to say
that your deepest
realization
will be upheld by me
when it means
you'll be kept from losing
yourself.

Just as you have saved me
from others
who have never really seen
who I am.