I Am Left Speechless By Her Beauty
I am left speechless by her beauty.
My heart is in two pieces, torn apart by love.
Art leaves me sleepless; where is my good?
An empty orchestra plays only violins.
I need her love, to silence my own screams
And bring an end to all my tears.
I can no longer, wish upon a,
Star that has never even shone for me.
I am no stronger, with or without her.
I am weakness, down on my knees.
All my words are only empty speech bubbles,
None of my dreams ever reach for the sky.
She has no double…I have no lies.
I must be true if I remain mute,
Because if I have never spoken,
Then how could I ever have deceived the truth?
All I am is another man.
I have fallen,
I have stopped.
I have no plans to ever give any thanx,
For all the hope that I have lost.
All the love that could have been,
All the dreams…
They don’t mean a thing.
All these butterflies flying inside of me,
Only leave my feelings in knots, I need to breathe.
Hand on my heart,
It feels as if there is a hand around my heart
And I am tight in its grip.
I am forever stopping me…from breathing.
I cannot even help myself,
So I will never be able to show her my true self.
She will never hear about my inner demons screams.
I beg to just be loved by her; she will not see my own agony.
She will not know about the pain I constantly feel,
Because she will never know my feelings for her are real.
I am a broken, broken being.
I have not spoken, spoken of my needs.
She does not know she is what I desire,
Because I am trapped inside this scared of love liar.
All these feelings that I have to keep;
I hold inside my ruined soul.
All these things I wish I could be,
Are only ever love stories that are never actually told.
I remain in silence, my own choice for her freedom.
She is now free because I never mentioned,
The love that exists inside the heart of this man.
She is now gone and I am alone once more;
A stone, so stuck, in quick sand.
I am dressed in black, because of my life as a stage hand.
Last chance to give it a shot and win her love…
Going…
Going…
Gone.
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