I'm scared of that day when I will lose you,
So I push you far away from me,
I make you oh so weary to a point,
Where you go ahead and just let me be!
It's not that I do it on purpose,
In driving you away,
May be somewhere in my subconscious I feel,
It will prepare me for that day!
The day, when I'll have to lay you down,
In that beautiful wooden box,
The box, which will be your bed,
Until God stops the clocks!
When Time turns ever Eternal,
And Sorrow no more Prevail,
When Tears cease to rain with terror,
From Pain's storms of hail!
Till He wakes you up and brings you back,
To see a brighter day,
When shackles can no more confine,
Any soul that looked His way!
In my heart, I find peace in knowing,
You'll surely be there in His care,
But for now, to say goodbye will be,
The most hardest thing to say!
So I push myself further and further,
Till neither you or I feel that close,
Hoping, in the end it won't hurt so bad,
When on your box I lay that rose!
I can't express these thoughts to you,
I've never gotten used to speaking,
I've never been one who's come accustomed,
In revealing how I'm feeling!
So selfishly, I write these words to myself,
To justify my twisted ways,
Towards YOU who gave me life,
And with most adoring love, have blessed me all my days!
