Midnight Dreary

Once upon a midnight dreary,
I saw things ever so clearly.
White snow falling from your nose,
Anger rising, jaw twitching as it rose.

I'm tired of this game,
Maybe I'm the one to blame.
Lie after lie you repeat,
Making me the one to take the heat.

How many years has this gone on?
How many more before I'm gone?
How can I stand here by your side?
When all I feel I can do is hide?

Brown liquid screaming through you blood,
Coming at me like a flash flood.
What am I to do?
When it seems I can't please you.

I'm tired of claming up in my shell,
Tired of feeling like I should run like hell.
I shouldn't have to feel this way,
I mean, come on, what else can I say?

I love you so much,
I hunger for your gentle touch.
I ache for a kind word to come my way,
That loving look I used to receive everyday.

I don't like where we are going,
I hate the fact that it's snowing.
I can't take much more,
You're smashing my heart to the floor.

Do you hear me? Do you care?
Or is this just my nightmare?
How can I make you see,
This is not what I wish us to be.

The anxiety is overwhelming,
The fear of losing you never ending.
But you don't seem to see,
You act like you don't care to know me.

I don't know what else to say,
Except I'm getting too old to live this way.
I want us to be happy,
I want you to love me.

I can't change who I am, or who I wish to be,
I can't make you love everything about me.
It's seems I can't even speak my mind,
Or let you know when you're being unkind.

I guess I'm to blame, as always.
I'm never perfect enough anyway.
I'm always wrong, you're always right,
For gods sake I can't take much more without a fight.

I'm sinking in my own hole,
Slowly losing part of my soul.
You are my best friend,
Are you willing to let this end?

I don't know anymore,
Maybe I'm just a big bore.
How can I be less then what I am?
How can I be more when you don't give a damn?

Alone again on this midnight dreary,
Thinking I still haven't seen quite clearly.
Maybe it is I, who should give up the fight,
Join you in the snow on this wicked night.

The snow is looking more appealing to me,
Maybe I need to check it out to see.
Soaring on an endless flight,
Maybe that would make your night!

Would I win favor in your eyes?
If I let lose and fly?
How would you feel if I joined you in the snow?
Would you stay? Or would you go?

Double edged sword, not so nice.
Cutting through you like ice.
If the tables are turned,
Would it be you who gets burned?

Copyright ?2001 Timber McCall