Poetry

My heart might have had a beat once long ago 
Perhaps I lost it, now feeling like the only dunce of the show 
While I let your words bless me with their grace 
My ignorance took the best of me, and from that I have an unsettling expression on my face 

Can I laugh for you tonight in hopes that the only funny isn't me
Brighten up my ever shining world of daylight by bringing humor to set these feelings free 
Can I have your hands roaming over my soul as the moon goes down 
Will you wake me from the deadly fantasies, you being my number one clown  

Can I feel your skin on mine like the sun that provides my daylight 
Will you be the drug I use to kill myself; overdose by using you as my high 
Can I smile for you tonight, instead of being stuck with the usual feelings that I tend to hide
My veins travel throughout my body in a subconscious cycle, leaving the rhythm of my heartbeat like a blue suicide 

Will you make me happy inside and out, unlike that twisted smiley face  
Will you caress my heart when you bring me back from that dirty place 
Can I lean on you like like the clouds in the sky 
Will you be the moon, every night rising to take me high 

Will you be the food I eat to feel less empty 
Will you  help me; push me to the surface like the waves of the sea
Will you heal my wounds in attempt to feel my pain 
Or you hurt my heart to feel alive again 

Will you be my friend like the ones that made my hat 
Will you be the spit in my face that they do ruthlessly spat 
Will you be there when the mirror in the sky is broken 
Will you be there when I'm willing to let my heart open up 

Will you take me high like the kite  fly with ease 
Will you be the wind beneath the wings that I got from the trees
Will you take me high like the blunt did so long ago 
Will you take me high when I'm at my lowest low