A Dead Stare, A Thousand Miles Poem by Violet Warren

a dead stare
a thousand miles
a quite silence
fills my lonely ears

hear again
I'm left alone
leaning on myself
holding myself up on my own

when can I go home
and leave all of my problems behind me?
when can I escape who I am inside me?

a dead pair
of eyes glaring through my heart
a rejected other
glowing in me

hear again
I'm left alone
leaning on myself
holding myself up on my own
praying again
to regain my sole?

when can I go home
and leave all of my problems behind me?
when can I escape who I am inside me?
when will I be me again?
what I am I hear for
how could you ever forgive
me

if it all fell apart
I would have nothing to stand on
the sand would fall away
and my life would cave in with it
because I
I have not built my rock upon you
and my additions are nothing anymore
than two
evils in the one of which
I have lived my life for
it has take me this long to realize
that you are the only one I adore

I have to make my decision now
because later may never arrive
and I would hate to be stranded
with myself again, deciding to deprive
myself of your love