I stand alone on the edge of times past and present, trying to understand what truly is, and what never was to be, they say that which doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger, but I do not see the reasoning behind that, for the pain that I endure after it all, is a far worse fate then death itself, the steel-bladed knives of my love, tear at my soul, rip at my heart, and silence my dreams, leaving me no better then I was before, and yet I still turn to see your face... Many a sleepless nights I have endured, with you on my mind, and in my heart, praying that someday I could break these chains, these chains that keep my words mute, for as my voice says nothing, as no sound escapes my lips, my heart and soul cry out unto you, for you are all they really need, and every time I look into you eyes, it causes me such heartache, yet I still turn to see your face... Through the arctic rain I've strived, to keep you in my sight, clinging to the hopes that never should be held, while others told me to just give up my quest, for dreams are never to come true, I pulled myself up to my knees, as I offered my everything to you, but silence only leaves my heart, and I know not what more I can do, for the pain rises, with each second that you don't know, I hide away to conceal the pain, that lies within my eyes, never wanting you to see me like this, as nothing more than a lifeless shell, but I still turn to see your face... I've battled my way through fact and belief, trying to find my way home, for the sky is now blackened, without a star of it's own, and as the waning light slowly dies into the east, I shall be lost at sea once more, without a hope in my heart, or a dream in my mind, and nothing more shall my life be, for you're the one thing that could make my life whole, but without you I'm a puzzle with missing pieces, and you ask why I turn to see your face...Birth sign: Aries
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