Nothing but tears as far as the eye can see,

But tears are blinding.

You cannot be

On the path to finding

Who you are.

All this fog and deception, the wound left a scar.

Blurry vision, twisted perception,

To where do they lead?

The ancient memories are haunting.

No life sprouts from the seed.

Life’s tasks are daunting

To an unguided soul such as you.

If I could see inside,

Would I find it is true–

From the world you hide?

Dare I speak your name

And try to reach your heart,

Would you call me insane

And pull from me apart?

The gap grows ever wide,

And the bridge begins to fall,

Yet you wonder why no one’s on your side,

Believing none love you at all.

How sad is such a tale

Of a lost child who refuses

To lift from his eyes the vale

That condemns and confuses.

Perhaps if I take a stand,

Ever-reaching for you,

One day you will understand

My love for you is true.

06/06/02