With Me

July 17, 2005

Standing on the edge

of a cliff to steep for me

and tearing out my heart

not knowing what could be

I’m so trapped in between

what I have and what I want

I’m scarred by all I’ve seen

and blessed by all I’ve not

My heart is pouring blood

my eyes are turning black

I have the one I love

but still long to go back

I’m sick of being pulled

and trying to let go

and always being told

not to let my feelings show

So if this is the end

I’ll close my eyes and reach

and if you take my hand

you’ll be the one with me