Another day, another night to be alone.
Sitting waiting hoping someone will answer your call.
Not realizing you must be the one to make the first step.
The only problem is you never learn how to walk.
Now you are doing the same thing you did 10 years ago, 20 years ago.
You are alone with no love or friends to call.
Correction friends do exist you just do not talk.
When will the time come that love will knock on your door, and fill the room?
Is there a love that is out there for you?
You hope so because it is tiring to be alone.
I cannot love you anymore.
Because I do not love me, and that is all you need.
The stars are aligned, but my knees are weak.
To hold the world means to have it all.
Now I choose to let it go.
Though the wind is high, and the season has change.
The love that blooms in me has died again.
This is the last time you will hear me say those three words that for which you pray.
You are free to go, and I am letting you be
Just understand it is not you it is only me.
Now go weep and dry those tears.
Hate me as you will, but this is it my dear.
The highs were high, and lows were cold.
But you do not love me, and now I see it clear.
One last thing I need to say.
Thank you for teaching me pain does not always come with tears.
A storm is brewing, and I am no longer chasing.
I see the dream, but I do not see the vision.
Looking for the mood to switch, but things just stay the same.
Not knowing if this is true and if this life is worth the pain it bares.
The Storm is getting closer, and the dreams are fading.
You write your lover one last note.
You seal it with a kiss one that you dug deep from your soul.
Sad and hurt, but that does not mean anything to the heart.
Love is gone and you are just know realizing that it is lost, but is it for good?
The rain is pouring, but you soul is like a fire that will not get put out.
When will be enough so that the test is pass?
I am just trying to live my life, but that just does not seem to be good enough.
Laying on the ground listening to the thunder rattling the grounds.
Wondering about the struggles that may become.
Loving the earth and all its beauty, but deep down terrified of its kind.
Not knowing that you are apart of them.
Trying to figure out how to be, but not knowing how to live.
Living is easy. But you want the hurt and the pain.
You want the tears that never end.
The rock that never holds your back.
The struggle that makes you wonder will this ever be enough.
The hard way is what you desire.
The way that man run from is the way you run to.
This day which could be your last and you are feeling free.
The thing that is running through the clouds of your mind is why.
Why are you in love?