By Ali
Date: 28 January 2001
Impossible
Simplicity is often
An apparition
Born of neccessity
Killed by reality
Complexity is an undertaking
Often turned aside
For fear of the taxation
Of trial...
And the world has been known
To turn its back
On the weak
And forever test
The strong
And the dreamers
Have been known
To slink off into the darkness
While the realist
Takes their place...
Forget me...
Remember me..
I don't know if I
Even care...
You are the soul of confusion
And the defintion of a complex
Personality
You're often hard to deal with
To live with
But you're impossible
To live without...
Yet, I find myself doing just that
Living without you
In my life
Having diner with your ghost
Making love to your memory
Hearing shadows call my name
In the still of the night...
Nothing with you
Concerning you
Is ever simple
And the trial is far from over
But, it seems I've lost
My map
And no longer know which way
To go
Or which direction
Leads me to you...
So, I've camped here
In the same place
Hoping that you'll find me
That you'll notice that I
Am missing from your life
And you'll rescue me
From this
This sadness
Born of longing...
No one ever said
This would be simple
I'd be dissapointed it was so
But, no one ever warned me
Of the dangers of your kiss
But, I suppose, I wouldn't have
Listened
To any warnings
Or cautions
Because the only things
I listened to
Was the beating of my heart
And the persuading voice
Of your touch...
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