Aa Harvey

I am left speechless by her beauty

I am left speechless by her beauty.

 

 

My heart is in two pieces, torn apart by love.

Art leaves me sleepless; where is my good?

An empty orchestra plays only violins.

I need her love, to silence my own screams

And bring an end to all my tears.

 

 

I can no longer, wish upon a,

Star that has never even shone for me.

I am no stronger, with or without her.

I am weakness, down on my knees.

All my words are only empty speech bubbles,

None of my dreams ever reach for the sky.

She has no double…I have no lies.

I must be true if I remain mute,

Because if I have never spoken,

Then how could I ever have deceived the truth?

 

 

All I am is another man.

I have fallen,

I have stopped.

I have no plans to ever give any thanx,

For all the hope that I have lost.

 

 

All the love that could have been,

All the dreams…

They don’t mean a thing.

 

 

All these butterflies flying inside of me,

Only leave my feelings in knots, I need to breathe.

Hand on my heart,

It feels as if there is a hand around my heart

And I am tight in its grip.

I am forever stopping me…from breathing.

 

 

I cannot even help myself,

So I will never be able to show her my true self.

She will never hear about my inner demons screams.

I beg to just be loved by her; she will not see my own agony.

She will not know about the pain I constantly feel,

Because she will never know my feelings for her are real.

 

 

I am a broken, broken being.

I have not spoken, spoken of my needs.

She does not know she is what I desire,

Because I am trapped inside this scared of love liar.

 

 

All these feelings that I have to keep;

I hold inside my ruined soul.

All these things I wish I could be,

Are only ever love stories that are never actually told.

 

 

I remain in silence, my own choice for her freedom.

She is now free because I never mentioned,

The love that exists inside the heart of this man.

She is now gone and I am alone once more;

A stone, so stuck, in quick sand.

I am dressed in black, because of my life as a stage hand.

 

Last chance to give it a shot and win her love…

Going…

Going…

Gone.

 

 

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