Awake to me my love.
Why do I always feel your shove?
Gentle on my mind you play.
Never wandering about the next day.
My hate for you grows more each day..
You laugh and play when he's away.
Why do you torment me so,
End it please with your piercing blow.
Wrapped up in sheets of lint.
To the light I must glint.
Oh to be just as one again..
Priority at an end.
I gaze at you from year to year...
Baffled at what you call dear.
Never ending sorrow fills my soul to the rim.
My hate for you again, grows dim.
My choices in life have played there toll now.
My son's happieness I must vow.
Regardless of the peace you bring.
I will never forget your bitter sting.
Lingering thoughts pass my mind.
That night on the hood, in a bind.
Plotting will never make me heal.
Comparing us to a fucked card deal.
How long must I stay abroad?
Centuries have passed with your nod.
Brown eyes like a knife,
Pale skin no more...it's your life.
Awake to me no more.
I will always be that whore.
If there was a choice to forget.
I would without a slight regret.
You are black to the world as you know.
As hot weather cannot fake snow.
Thoughts of you will never erase...
Now I search for the next embrace.
Awake to another my lost love..
Unaware to you...I will dodge your last shove.
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