I tell you the things I see in my mind’s eye when they are shut.
I do so because I think that they make you see into me.
They give you a glimpse of my true self.
But when things unfold I realise that I should have been more silent.
Those words should have sat within my fragile self like an egg within its shell.
I see you when I lose all control.
You come to me to remind me of who I am.
As I set my eyes on you all animosity fades.
The bitterness I feel melts away as your presence warms my heart.
The hardness that freezes my heart over is thawed by the warmth of your love.
I kiss your forehead in my mind’s eye.
Within the earth I find you.
I see through the roughage that enshrouds you.
I recognise you even with your disguise.
My spirit finds you within the tempest of my anguish.
It’s okay… It’s okay.
You whisper through your hard lips of clay.
I see into your spirit and the view is clear to me.
As I look right into the hidden beauty encased,
I hear you loudly and clearly.
It’s okay… It’s truly okay.
I miss the times we used to share
just you and me together.
I remember them and I smile
Now you think that I am crazy.
All because I act like I do.
I am not crazy. I am just a boy in love.
I love you more than love itself.
Maybe that too is a crime… my crime.
But I will not be found guilty.
There was once a time
When I would not have minded where this love would lead.
But now I do.
Your words reveal how lonely my love for you is.
In the heat of anger truth often unfolds.
Within the arrows of cruel words lie the darts of reality.
I will not emburden you with the weight
of a love it appears I alone hold true
I take it right back into the depths of me.
I will carry this love-cross alone.
I see now that the love I shared with you was meant for me.
The last piece of love I offered you
within it lay my sanity.
Thank you for reading.