the Poem
Tonight the moonlight sparkles
Pale and
bored
And I’m still trying to forget
My way back home.
Where would we be now
If I had the guts to
speak?
Another answer
I’m not sure I wanna hear.
Here I lay
In my mistakes and broken hopes,
A
cloud to rest beneath,
A book with a hundred songs.
Who would I become
If I turned the other
way?
Not even this approaching storm
Could wash you away.
Here I stand
With all these words, daydreams,
A
thousand promises
I couldn’t even keep.
What would you do
If you were to walk in my
shoes?
What should I do
To get over you?
All of the oceans dried out
And hurricanes fell
asleep
As we stood still
Just a breath away
From each
other’s lips.
Under a million skies
Tumbling down
Over
everything else,
We’ll be traveling planets
Without taking
steps.
So, don’t take a step.
