As I hold my pen I struggle to find.... the reason you’re slowly taking over my mind.
As much as I fight and attempt to resist, I find the shackles on my ankles and the cuffs upon my wrists.
It’s impossible to fight it. It’s much too big for me, the strength of the feelings have brought me to my knee.
Here I must rest until I can begin anew, to fight this mighty beast which is the love I feel for you.
I’ve been fighting this battle for oh so very long, will the beast ever die or is that even wrong?
I sharpen my sword and prepare for a bloody fight, perhaps I’ll wave my white flag for just this lonely night.
But I fear the beast will sense this and he’ll move in for the kill, he’ll stab me in my heart then I’ll have to give to you my will.
The beast is closing in I hear the distant rattle..... so I cross my fingers and head back to the battle.
Although I’ve only known you for a time that was so brief, I understand your feelings and sympathize your grief.
All you’ve ever wanted was to give a little joy... but people don’t understand this and treat it like a toy.
I know its very scary to take away the wall, to scream so very loud and let someone hear your call.
So out the door you go for another night of play, to forget about your problems and brighten up your day.
I know it may be hard, to you an impossible feat, but one day you will open up your eyes and your true love you will meet.
And when this day does come you’ll stand so very tall, for this is the day when love will catch your fall.
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