Wednesday, January 17, 2007

PaperHill Mountain

Crawl up on the middle
of the bed
Hide under the blankets
holding the pillow tight
squeezing you're shirt
so I can still smell you
face wet of tears
I MISS YOU!!

Frustration and anger
why aren't we together yet
disbelieve and no understanding
for the huge paper mountain
we are still waiting for but
still isn't here

No one to turn to
frustration from both sides
of the big pond
climbing high hills
falling low valleys
searching for the path
that will lead to being together

No one has the map apparently
some are holding keys
but not willing to show us
the lock that it will fit on
the darkness surrounds me
all I can hear is the beating
of my heart in pain

the voice of the woman that I love
being in pain, and loneliness
a crying heart, smothered by pride
and dignity, I want to reach out
but are blocked by politicians
by bureaucratic BS that tries to
tell me that its wrong to love and be
with the one I love

they're holding back me,
the Lion, the warrior, the fighter
They didn't win, and they never will