Over many moons my knees have become scared and calloused,
From professing my love, to trying to save a love gone stagnate,
Always declaring my love and devotion to the one for whom I loved,
But try as I did, love left her heart scarred and bleeding as my knees,
Never knew no other way than down on one knee declaring my love,
Was met with affection, caring, returning my love, giving her devotion,
Then an ill wind began to blow, turning hearts once warm, now cold,
Freely discussing with each other, now silence is golden, so I'm told,
On bended knee I spent pleading for an answer to seal the wounds,
Whatever my faults, cut too deep to heal from my asking forgiveness,
My presents on one knee only drove the wedge deeper between us,
Asking the powers that be for guidance, ha, alas no answers for me,
Jaded and scarred, now wondering if someone is out there searching,
For someone as I, whose devotion and love runs deep willing to give all,
Proclaiming my faults and desires on bended knee will not scare away,
One whose life and heart is empty, that I may renew it with all she needs,
Nighttime finds me on bended knee looking towards the stars seeking truth,
Was it I or fate that dealt me an evil hand, a question I must answer inside,
The answers I find only lessen the thoughts of my own prescribed demise,
Can I find the courage to began again, loneliness overcoming past fears,
Loneliness is an evil that can drive you insane, reliving your past, the same,
Searching your soul for reasons to change what you perceive you did wrong,
Only deepens the scars on my knees from not being worthy- a useless man,
On bended knee longing for someone to love, only then will I become whole.
