Dragon9112

If words could express the things I wanted, Maybe I could speak to you, But I never was one for conversation. These things I feel that I never felt before, All come cascading out the door, And I'm not quite sure how to use them. I know you don't know what I'm thinking, But that is really all on me, I wonder how it would be if I was different. I've changed so much in all this time, Anymore would be a crime, Unless it meant you could understand this rhyme. Now there's no need to worry about me, These feelings are good I know, But I'm not really that emotional. I'd scream if I thought that it would help, To get my point across,

Drowning in the shimmering depths, A magic that draws me in, This must truly be a sin. A melody plays out, So very short and sweet, My heart is made to skip a beat. A dance of distraction, So elegant and refined, I desperately want to take my time. Such a soothing rhythm, Beckoning me to sleep, I've never fallen in so deep. Forever you will hold, The key to something so tart, The key to open my heart.

A thousand looks, A thousand words, All that are left unheard. A mere glance, An accidental touch, Leaves a feeling of too much. Mind is reeling, Breath has escaped, If only to stop the shakes! My face is warm, Heart is swelling, Why are thou so compelling? A simple sweet word, Brings me to the ground, To you, forever am I bound.

What does it mean to live? A question that may seem simple, Think you can answer it with ease, It is actually the greatest riddle. To live is to be alive, But how do we know when we are? Is it simply breathing? Or does it have to do with feeling? Truly living is to experience, To find love, or yourself, Being alive is its own feeling. But how can we know we are alive, If we don't know what it feels like? Is it a certain drive? The truth of the matter is, To know how being alive feels, That first we must have to feel instead, The feeling of being dead.