With you, I can almost believe again
If I listen real close to my smashed up heartbeat,
Soft as the sound of a newborn's whisper
Moments like these
Catch me off guard ...

Somewhere behind all the years of denial
A lingering hope strives to be felt,
Once more
To breathe again
In the daylight of love ...

I have to admit, I'm so nervous inside
Scared shitless, even
Words of false bravado stampede around
They've got legs to trample,
Stuff down and leave in dusty places
This fragile bloom that endeavors
Reaching still, in the chaos
Something I've become accustomed to ...

Wounded girl of sixteen
Innocence stripped away in some back seat,
Tore away at the mask of, 'happy ever after'
Revealing the ugliness of,
'If you love me, you will'

She struggled to hold on to nothing
Raunchy prick meant not a word
Shared in a rush of youthful indulgence
Mistaken for passion,
Tender words that sounded like love
Spent,
Spilled over that back seat
and gone by dusk,
Like her innocence that day
Forever tarnished and crushed ...

With a cynical eye and a heart burned twice
Where is that happiness now?
Years later
Inward she turned
Outward she determined
To let no one come near,
Until you ...

With you, I can almost believe again
If I shut down my memories of shame,
And allow myself to receive you, fully
No easy task
For the self-condemned ...

06/11/2007

Posted on 06/12/2007
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