Poems I Write

I Am

I am wanted for a better cause,

I am sleeping through the night’s applause,

He’s not aware that I am there,

I am not chasing him through here,

I’ve slept through all those fitful nights,

And copied all those nasty frights,

To be right where I am right now,

To be in his arms now,

Though this is just my Fantasy,

I long for it to be a reality,

I know it’ll never happen,

I know I’ll not be found,

By his searching blue eyes,

In the nighttime,

I’ll travel til the end of my days,

To keep it this way,

EVen though I long for him,

I doubt that I’ll get through with it,

I’ll haunt the night of the living maze,

I’ll shiver through these endless days,

As I search for his blue gaze,

But when the light goes out,

I’ll be the one to shout,

Of all my love, has been a loss,

Though I am strong through it lots,

I’ll waver at the end, you’ll see,

Like the candle’s fire’s blazing breeze,

And cry my endless scream of death.