Sunday, February 10, 2013

The Hand that Rocks the Cradle Part 1

The Hand that Rocks the Cradle
Part 1

Do you dare to come a little closer?
Can you bare to look me in the face?
What is it about me that makes you leave?

I do not know how to feel about it.
I practice thinking the hole is gone,
but the ache returns and grows in your calculated absence.

I cry tears I promised I would not show.
But I don't think you notice
And would care even less.

I need you, but
I can not pain myself long enough to tell you
I want you in my life.

You snatched love's warm embrace from me as I was falling from grace.
I know I disappoint you.
Does it help you to know I hate me, too?

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