Friday, June 01, 2007

 

Signs

Was it a sign
That I dreamt of you
Sitting so close
Holding you?

All was still
All was silent
But you and me
And the world we created

I drew you close
On your shoulder I leaned
And felt so secure
So utterly cherished

I felt the warmth
Coursing through mine
Filling me with joy
As our fingers intertwined

I closed my eyes
Let my mind drift
And all problems
From my thoughts lift

But the silence was broken
Whispers
Murmurs
Grew louder

I opened my eyes
And saw the stares
Heard the voices
So loud and clear

Disgust and revolt
Etched on their faces
Silently implying
My actions are a disgrace

Tongues like vipers
Lash out and strike
Venom pierces the heart
Crippling me without a fight

Such vicious eyes
Raking my being
Such spiteful words
Silently condemning

So was it a sign?
Was it an omen?
That the thought of being together
Should just be forgotten

# created by Syre @ 6/01/2007 08:54:00 PM
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