Yes, You Do

Will-o-wisps

Why does your every word relieve me?

The sound of your voice soothes me, so much that it makes me cry.

Yes, it makes me cry; for I know that because of my sins I do not deserve them.

 

Why do your beautiful dark eyes heal me?

They enchant me, like the will-o-wisps of the woods.

Yes, they lead me astray, and off the path I have been exiled to.

 

Why does your smile spread joy through me?

Your smile is so bright that it burns me right into my core.

Yes, it burns me; my dark stained soul smolders  I can no longer see.

 

Why does your warmth accept me?

It makes me feel desired, and I know that it must be a lie.

Yes, it must be; for you love everyone equally, regardless of who they are.

 

Why does your heart so persistently seek after me?

My heart aches; I wonder if you know what you are doing right now.

Yes, I ran from you once to save your light; only now I realize that you have followed mine.

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Anticipation

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I poured out my soul

Told you everything

I expected it to turn out like this.

 

Still I caved in

And let the words flow out

Though I expected it to turn out like this.

 

The wallowing misery

That encompassing doom

Even I expected it to turn out like this.

 

Still I hoped

That you would take it

But I expected it to turn out like this.

 

I poured out my soul

You rejected all of it

And I expected it to turn out like this

So why can’t I stop crying?