Holding my breath,
Because that is all I have masterd
With love as absent as yours.
Not a moment passes by
That I don't pray for your soul,
That it would cease to be so dark,
So dark.
So dark yet it attracted me?
Your emotional absence overwhelms me
In ways, even I, don't understand.
Treading through the life you have subjected me to,
To a destination I have not known.
With every step,
You thrash my heart,
And subject me to hate I am yet to understand.
I am yet to understand
I am yet to understand that which you give me without knowing?
Life passes me by,
And with every breath I ask my soul to hold on.
Patient, am I not?
Foolish as well, it's true.
If foolishness will lead me to a warmer heart that is you,
Then being clever is a choice I'd rather throw to the dogs.
I still believe.
That with a soul as dark as yours,
Man as heartless as you,
Is capable of loving just fine.
Patient, am I not?
Foolish as well, it's true.
It's true, that you, my love,
Can share in my foolishness,
And lighten your heart,
With the bright that is in mine.
