Too Close. . .


Please forgive me, forget me,
I can't make you suffer this misery.
Release me, hurt me,
keep me so far from your side.
Hate me, break me,
don't let my darkness blind you.
Spurn me, burn me,
leave me in vast seas of self-pity.

Once long ago, a light shone brightly,
to show a love then thought so true.
Then in falling, the light extinguished,
by his own hand, cast into warm less flight.

That warm feeling, new believing,
I hold it so close in these craving arms.
Refound thought, newly brought,
keep it I will so tight to the heart.
Holding, this evening,
I wont let it again slip coldly away.
Now losing, that feeling,
by my cruel minds infliction's of harm.

As now again, I stand alone,
punished by my weakness.
As now forever in my mind,
those cold words eternally repeating...

... I got too close.

(c)2001 Luvadea DeMortessa