Inside the Smile

A touch in the dark
A kiss in the night
This girl who seeks my face
Standing at my crossroads
Looking for me.
Nowhere to be found,
For I am looking at my surroundings
Just an emotional wreck about to crack
And the sun heals me like gasoline
I am tired and need shelter from these thoughts.
Hush little baby don't you cry
Daddies going to sing to you,
And before you drift off
The lord is going to answer my prayers.
I am plodding through my challenges
I am yours
To make to mold and to create.
Please don't let these places
These people, these things
Effect me, and become reality.
Dreams and goals seem so distant,
With the slithering of a snake.
My eye lids are peeled open from shame
As I pick up my cross,
The splinters stick into my hand.
Hear my prayers, and come to answer them.
This empty space between me and heaven
I am an empty cup
Fill me up - with the visions of you
Without them.. I am good as dead.
I want to shout from mountains,
Above sky scrapers, and near planes
My love and passion for you.
I had a dream about being a freak of god.
It never astounded me,
The way they acted, talked and spoke.
We looked at the stars the same way you do.
And watched the snow fall inside the house of love.
Rain or shine, I will be standing in that roofless altar
On my knees before everyone else,
And only being seen through the eyes of you
Where people cry outside for the savior of life,
I smile for my palms grasp reality.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2002