Dreaming Dead's blog: "poems i found and liked"

this one touches my heart it actually means something to me

I look up
as a tear rolls slowly
down my cheek
I think about better days
and wonder if I'll feel that way again
you look at me
with those eyes I know so well
always serious, so deep and insightful
as though you're always in control
But not today
not now
Now you look so scared
like for once you don't have the answer
I gaze at you
looking deep into those blue eyes
Hoping to understand
why you've said those things you did
I wonder for a moment
if this is all a dream
if I shall wake in the morning
and be relieved
you look at me
with a confusion I have never seen
slowly pull me towards you
and wipe the tears from my cheek

 Frustration comes, rage builds
Through the fire and brimstone
I walk to the end Sleepless nights
I wonder if i should stay
Or if I should go.

Feelings are just an expression
As they say fear is only a four letter word
But only thing to fear is fear itself
As I watch my life slip before me
Time slowing down, I wear this frown.

Tears in my eyes can tell no lies
For never ending dreams that come
Cease to exist I curl up my fist
Close my eyes and picture the end
As blood flows to the floor.

The exsistance of me is no more
No one can see me no one can hear me
But the feeling is still there
Cold chills down your spine hair raising
I no longer feel pain just numb

Hopelessly bound
unfettered
by the chains of love's grip
- greatest gift,
fate's cruelest curse.

Wherefore do I weep
at knowing the joy,
the warmth,
at feeling the peace,
the fire.

Wherefore do I weep
unable to complete ,
to be,
unknown the kiss,
the flames.

Wherefore do I weep
at loving not living
seeing not touching
breathing not sharing
holding not loving?

All,
because I, The Fool,
am no more?

So soft
the brief touch of your lips
on my cheek.

Was I almost intruding?

"Look after yourself "
should have been
"I love you!"

Then the Jumbo flew over
my head
and I shouted my love
above the roar
and thundering thrust

. . . as if you'd hear.

Through the clouds in my eyes
I watched you fly away
and wished I'd been born with wings.