I sit and enjoy the peaceful silence,
Knowing I am in a world full of violence.
I sit back and smile as I remember you,
Wishing I could say what I wish to do.
Is the silence I feel when I see you bad?
Or should the silence make me glad?
Each time our eyes meet, my heart stops beating,
and I forget for that moment that my soul is bleeding.
You make me feel like I have never felt before,
and I for once want to know what I have in store.
I cant explain exactly what I feel,
but whatever it is, I know it is real.
I could only describe it as a mysterious sensation,
taking away life and all of its complication.
The urge to kiss you transgresses my sorrows,
and I want to be with you for my remaining tomorrows.
That look in your eyes when you flash your smile,
makes me know my life is worthwhile.
I know there is pain that is still to be borne,
but here is a secret to which I am sworn:
I swear to god I will live my life,
and it will never be taken away by a suicide knife.
I will surpass all of my pain,
and be with you when all it does is rain.
this pain I will continue to try to hide,
but I know you are one which no other can abide.
To say I love you, I wouldnt dare,
and this thought makes me just want to pull out my hair.
You are so close to me, but I push you away,
I dont know why; I am just alone and running astray.
The answers confuse me to the questions I ask,
to identify this feeling is no simple task.
But if I told you I was going to die,
and if I asked you not to cry,
and if I said I loved you, would you still care?
or think the exchange is far too unfair?
Would you leave me before my time?
Or would I still be able to call you mine?
If I am dying so quickly within the sand,
will you still be there, holding my hand?
If this life drives me over the edge,
and I go crazy, will you still listen when I pledge?
Would you be there if I was going to die of cancer?
These are all questions I cannot answer.
The silence I took comfort in before,
is now leaving me helpless and poor.
There are so many things I wish I could say,
and I wanted to say them the other day
but I chose the silence as a better result,
and then I saw your eyes again, and my breath drew to a halt.
I want to hold you in my arms,
holding you tight, away from all harms.
Right now, I sit and enjoy the silence,
knowing I am in a world of violence.