Escape as circumstances in life pass us by, I cannot help but wonder and sigh, what it would be like if I could fly, to somewhere other than here, Just spread my wings and take flight, fly all day and into the night, to that one place I think is right, to that place I feel is never near, I refuse to rest, I refuse to sleep, I can't with these secrets I must keep, I am quiet until the hill becomes steep, when I get to the top it will be clear, but the wings I will not grow, the flight I will not take, I will put up with these circumstances until my heart aches, for the love I will never receive,for all my mistakes, I can't help but wonder what it would be like if I could fly to somewhere other than here. By Chris Herbrand Return to Submitted Poetry |
Perfect I can't deny these feelings inside, can't let them show, just have to hide, until one day I see you again, in another life we might collide, waiting for that certain day, letting my face not display, what I actually do feel, but I really want to say, that you're nothing less than perfect, can't really explain the effect, that you tend to have on me, my actions toward you I try to direct, have to keep them hidden, you're all I envisioned, everything is there in the right place, you are nothing less than perfect. Chris James Herbrand |