12/21/2006

Come Alive...


But I found love in the loneliest places,
Places I shouldn't have found.
I found love,
in the home of a sinner.
Wrapped in some bitter sweet song.
Oh, let me tell the truth!
And let me come alive!
Let me build bridges into your life.
I'm sick of being torn,
again and again.
I don't need conditions,
to let you in.

1 comment:

Jash said...

good poem. pictures sad and creepy tho.