Picture Words
I am At the end Of my picture perfect patience Waiting To wake up and let myself feel Something else Something well Beyond my line of sight Beyond my wrong and right We speak and each believe The words But the worst Is plain behind eyes That hurt to focus And you are always The first to notice And I must quickly Convince my aching to take A step back, a step that I have made myself To weigh myself Against my eagerness Against my need for this But really I am At the end Of all the reasons I reason For the weakness You make As you take Your time And I lose my lines With your own And I know I am at an end I can let go of waiting Put to bed my patience There are no wrongs or rights And yes We can always save life for tomorrow As I come to my picture perfect end Tonight