Do you want me for me? Or, Am I that guy you believe won’t ignore you regardless of the circumstance? Am I just a tool you know, Deep down inside, Won’t screw around with a heart you desire to fill a void for? Forgive me… I only ask because, I can’t remember the last time someone reach out to catch up, Even though I’ve been running from everybody as fast as I possibly could…
One thing’s for sure. I don’t plan on being somebody’s fix, Since I’m already asphyxiated by the thought of someone breaking what took so long to piece back together. It’s in my mind everyday, Without much to alleviate, An ache I’ve grown to appreciate! More than company being built upon a poor foundation bound to break, By vibrations from pennies falling to the ground…
Far from being a made-man, I am, With a void in my chest I’ve only allowed God to fill. My question to you is, Are you going to do what it takes, Gaining his permission to hold my hand while I battle my way through a field of dreams, Full of darkness opposing my will to love no matter the cost?…
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