By Courtney
Date: 21 February 2001
Mine
My mind aches
from trying to put it all
together
and my hands hurt
from holding it too tightly.
My grasp isn't as tight
on what's breaking free,
As your's is on my heart.
If only I was strong
where I am weak
If only I could
walk,
no run
towards that something better
I see
only inches away...
That place
that could hold happiness
that could know peace...
Should I turn away from you
and towards
that light-
That heaven I think I've found?
Would your tomorrows be the same
without me
Or would it all go on
unchanging
like our yesterdays were
just that-
days passed and forgotten.
I think I need to chase
that light
before it flickers
fades
and I'm trapped forever
in this place that will
soon
grow lonely
with a heart that's rhythm
will never
catch up to mine
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