Years and Tears

years and tears of trickling time schemes and dreams of painless crime every ear that's listened to a heart beating cadence for you breaks and quakes right from the start self-destined, dear, to fall apart everything that could have been those eyes that still won't let me in reeling, feeling, falling out giving, living with my doubt being found and finding more the solitude I can't ignore God, I've trod forbidden ground down paths of thought without a sound if only I weren't such a jerk "if only" never seems to work dumb and numb, I come to you still seeking misery for two to my chagrin, I find my plight will be relived in sleep each night should I write more of beauty fair, your faultless heart beyond compare? until this stalemate gives a shove, here's what I say when I talk about love. Mark Burton Sunday January 13th, 2008, 3:57 A.M.