steady hands over a shaky heart…

Waver, shiver, and collapse.
I wander door to house to room,
Heart to brain to synapse,
And I will be home soon.

Lonely thoughts, lonely love,
There is a real and painful fear
That I haven’t enough
Heart to harbor you here.

But I have traveled so far
And I am wearied and worn.
I have looked to you as my star
To guide me, so lost and so lorn.

Please forgive me, my wayward emotion,
I simply cannot bear to absorb
Anything more of this melancholy ocean,
And please know I am devastated to my core.

If it must, so it will be.
And I will not remain here,
Though there are no places for me,
I still hope you may remain sincere.

it’s a complicated fear that grows with every year…

y

awn.

This winter has come swiftly,
And windswept like the trees,
I wrap myself in tired coats
And hum myself songs I never wrote.

These hymns I sing alone
Remind me so of home,
Where you waited with arms outstretched,
And you were waiting for me.
And you were waiting for me.

And I’m terrified that somehow
I will forget that lonely sound,
That so strongly carries your memory
With everything you mean to me.

So I sing myself to sleep
And I whistle when I breathe,
And I am living our music,
Because I so desperately need it.