Being Jack
Bruised , battered
Hated , used
A love ,shared
A heart abused
Time heals ,mends
Scars, unseen
Until they move
paper to screen
Building walls ,setting traps
Should those who wound ever chose to come back
One day I find that you have crept in
In an old black truck
into my sin
A smile,that twinkle
A laugh ,grin
Eyes shading sorrow
Deeply locked in
Lets have drink
Just you and me
If I explain
Maybe you'll see
I am Jack
I chose to be me
To Love, my way
To set myself free
Hiding away
Trying to flee
From what is love
Hurts only me
Believe,you must
Try, see
If you cant love no other
Why not just start with me
Your eyes, so honest
intent so true
Maybe I will believe
Just one time in you
You hold my hand
share with me
to love may mean dying
even dying to me
Living outside
of my flesh each day
risking my lover
may walk away
But if he stays
what hope there could be
then you will know
your heart's been set free
It exists now
outside of you
one broken spirt
joins another,renewed
When life ends
and you, gone
the love two have shared
forever lives on
Walls now dismantled
The light streams in
You destroyed, Jack
My prison within.
Kea
Hi
Thank you for that...I am glad you liked it........Been away for a lonnnnnnnnnnnnnng time...but am back again...having moved countries....lovely to see how this site has grown..
Have not found the familiar faces...but nice to be home
Kea
Kea in flight)
NZ