I’m Still Awake Why isn’t life simple? Why isn’t love always pure? Why do I ask for answers, That no one knows for sure? I am awake right now, Yet still I dream, About love’s treasures, However they seem. She will not allow, The life I want to live. To you my one and only, My heart I want to give. So I just sit here, With sweat in my hands, Its twelve thirty in the morning, And I’m on my last stand. How long can I wait, How long can I last, Nothing ever comes easy, And time is never fast. Yet I sit here still, Images of you are in my head, Dreams of a magical life, When we can share one bed. Is love right for such an age? Are questions fit for the mind? If I looked long enough, How many answers would I find? The world spins on, The time goes by, But I’ll just be here, Alone till I die. I long for your arms, I yearn for your kiss. Your sweet tender lips, Are all that I miss. Yet that I can’t have, Im too young they say, Yet who are they to judge? And why must I pay? I am tired, Yet I don't sleep, I think I’m happy, Yet tears I weep. Tears of joy? Tears of sorrow? Its just wasting time, Bringing me closer to tomorrow. Closer to seeing you again, Closer to your kiss, Why can’t we just live together, It is you that I miss. Blind passion, Burning love, What is the rest of the world thinking of?Birth sign: Cancer
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