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I’ve spent my life wishing
For something that I didn’t have
But now I am asking for
A new kind of life
Too many people asking too many things
All of my old friends turning away
And I say

If tomorrow came and I was all alone
Would that be okay with me
I’d started to think so
But before I could
Yeah
Before I could
I met you

And you brought me home

I want
Nothing but happiness
And you want
A life you can live
And I want
Nothing but the musicals
Dancing balls
Picture frames
Overflowing with memories
That I’ll leave my kids
Some day
And you want it all

I had started to think
That I had
Nothing to live upon
No rock to lay down
But you came
You set me back up upon
Solid ground
You took me away
Hey
Hey

If tomorrow came and I was all alone
Would that be okay with you
You might have wanted nothing more
Than to say
It is okay
But before you could
I met you

And you brought me home

I want
All of my memories back
And you want
A love you can give
And I want
Nothing but a hand to trust
The best for us
Picture frames
Overflowing with
The memories

And you want
Everything you deserve
And I say
You deserve it all
But you say
This world is just
Passing us by
Bye bye

And all I can say is good bye

You want
I life you can live
And I have
Love I could give
But you see
All of my flaws
And you take it all away from me
You make me see
That maybe the life you want
Maybe its in me

So I am
Completely undefended here
And you hold
The gun over me
And if you
Shoot I would not think to breath
A single word
Against how you had seemed

Cause you want
Life everlasting
And I want
To live til I die
And you want
A smile on the other side
And baby so do I

We are
Totally
We are
Totally
We are
Totally in love
Again

We are
Totally beyond ourselves
We are battling the winds
Just hold on tight
As the air begins to rise
And we’ll ride

We’ll ride ourselves away into the night
We’ll ride ourselves away into the night

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Slam poetry... I can't even focus long enough to write anymore....
Something is very very wrong. I am just glad that this poem is true.
Maybe if I have her beside me as I suffer she will be able to help.
If anyone can its her. And if not then I will give up writing at together.
But, thats a bit too personal for here, no isn't it?