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goodnight
what i wanted to say,
remained hidden, one after the other,
each of my dreams.
such cold, such in silence i left them
that even i became estranged from my desires.
i don't know,
why couldn't i keep the promises i gave,
after years passed wrapped in the embrace of lonely midnights.
perhaps because i couldn't see what everyone else could see,
perhaps because i chose to see as they showed me,
i kept drifting away from myself.
still i have those cold eyes, that drain the excitement from your heart;
still i feel,
the desperation in my looks.
perhaps because i never spoke,
perhaps because i didn't deserve,
i couldn't get used to sleeping well,
and i never could say to you:
'goodnight.'
© sandy
remained hidden, one after the other,
each of my dreams.
such cold, such in silence i left them
that even i became estranged from my desires.
i don't know,
why couldn't i keep the promises i gave,
after years passed wrapped in the embrace of lonely midnights.
perhaps because i couldn't see what everyone else could see,
perhaps because i chose to see as they showed me,
i kept drifting away from myself.
still i have those cold eyes, that drain the excitement from your heart;
still i feel,
the desperation in my looks.
perhaps because i never spoke,
perhaps because i didn't deserve,
i couldn't get used to sleeping well,
and i never could say to you:
'goodnight.'
© sandy
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