This is not the first time
There are cycles in everything
And the old one is coming around again
I feel You tonight
Needing me
And I think this might be the first time
When You've been quiet
In this particular way
Making me wonder
Is there something I missed
Something I don't see
In this time around
I don't want to be pessmistic
I've had enough of that poison Anxiety
But I still lose sleep
Worrying about what was and could be
I'm reading too much into things
You've asked for comfort
And I'm not sure what that means
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