I wish that I could get my thoughts down...
but they aren't coming in too clear...
too much hurt on the inside and the walls are going up fast...too fast...
lonely...still...feeling denied...lost some where...hidden on the inside...
linger on with in the haze...why is this so painful...
yet still I am wishing that you were here or I was there...
but life goes on and our paths won't cross...
so now the fear has multiplied and guards each and every wall...
knows now you're not allowed on the inside...
so now again I am the prisoner...
bound inside by fear...
too many thoughts just passing through...
this soul is hungry and it cries for you...
just ignore it's tears and soon they'll dry...
while I'm left here alone...wishing that I would die...
so close the door...hang up the phone...
and now you're free to go your way...
and some how...
some way...
I too will find my own...
but it doesn't matter any more...
lock myself inside...
hide behind the door...
beyond these walls that I have built where you can't find me any more...
now I'm safe...all feelings gone...bad and good...
and my love lies buried in the dirt...
and you can't hurt me any more...

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