Sunday, May 20, 2007

Trespass

My footsteps lightly tread upon
                        Some place where I should never be
                        I feel as though I don't belong
                        Among these songs of reverie
                        My smile fading as I tread
                        Shaking hands replace my nerve;
                        Stumbling through a room I dread
                        I quietly read familiar words
                        The light turns on, I hear a voice
                        Quit now! Give up! Just run away!
                        The fear subsides, I've made my choice
                        Loving thoughts will make me stay
                        But now I have some evidence
                        Of where our precious time is spent

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