My lips poised and ready
but i just cant bring myself to saying it,
they tremble with fear,
as i look back on the black misty patch
fear of the consequences, of reality
or fear of not being honest
it just stops me whatever it is,
dropping my head pushing it through the fog and rain,
the fear grows deeper and stronger,
holding myself for warmth,
desperately clutching my brittle worn out hands together
hands that have loved, hated and touched
my heaving, sunken chest begins to break,
leaving me open, the pressure falls
and fear again is in me
just this one word can change someones world,
it will break many hearts
and course floods of tears
fear of that word i shall never have anymore,
so this i vow,
i will never say goodbye to you, not because of fear but because i have no need to,
you are everything i want
nothing more or less,'
i carry on, through the fog,
praying for a brighter tomorrow
with you.
