Write Away...

"Siano gradite davanti a te le parole della mia bocca e la meditazione del mio cuore, o Eterno, mia rocca e mio redentore." -Psalm 19:14

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"Perhaps it would be better not to be a writer, but if you must, then write. If it all feels hopeless, if that famous 'inspiration' will not come, write. If you are a genius, you'll make your own rules, but if not - and the odds are against it - go to your desk, no matter what your mood, face the icy challenge of the paper - write." ~ J.B. Priestly

febbraio 15, 2005

A Glass Made Heart


Talking to you,

Just as we are,
Empty promises never made,
Words from the heart,
Spoken in pain,
Like photographs left to fade

Who knew we’d make it that far,
Till we stumbled and fell,
And my hand slipped away from yours,
Losing my hold,
Seeing you go,
Is it worth trying anymore?

Someone take me away from here,
Away from this heart,
That’s broken in two,
Tell me where I went so wrong this time and,
Help me get back to you

Time slips away,
Before our young eyes,
Hold on just tight enough to let go,
And I’ll pray for you,
Since we’ll be apart,
Something I’ve wanted you to know

You once took me away from here,
Away from myself,
A glass made heart,
Tell me why it had to be this way and,
Keep me from falling apart,
That’s all I’m hanging onto,
All I’ve ever known,
All I’m letting go of,
A glass made heart.