A Life Of Listening (The Beauty Of Passion #1)

Do you hear me?

As I plead guilty?

To the crimes I did not commit?

To the suicide of the others?

To the love I was denied?

Do you hear me?

I tear out my tongue and twist it around

I long for your dreams

And put power into your soul

I eat at my own flesh

To hear your own pain

I live for your feelings

To comfort your life

Do you hear me?

As I cry myself to sleep

To deal with the pain

To survive from the hell

And bring dead to the graves?

Do you hear me?

As I press a stake through my heart

And pound at my feelings

I last a short while

As long as you want

I last the longest time

The day of your life

Do you hear me?

As I call upon your mother and father?

As I sit beside you at your lonesome night?

As I stroke your hair

And caress your face?

As I take care of you

Nurse you to the life you had

To the gift you are

To the one I dedicate my life to

To the one I burned for

Died for

Decomposed for?

Do you hear me?

As I yell in sheer agony?

As nails of love puncture my dreams?

To the one I have not forgotten

To the one I will forgive

For I have sinned

Take me now.

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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