R. C.

By Nolan Moon

The deepened pain, the fever inside. Pulled away,
An ebbing tied. Wanting you, with me now.
To touch your hand, and kiss your brow.
Why don't you hear me, when I shout?
Watch my arms,
They're reaching out.
R.C.
Don't you see me, don't you care, that I'm there.
You seem to know,

What my feelings show. Why aren't you here, to ease the fear? To rid the pain,
It's all the same.R.C.

My nights are ebony,

And darker with the horror God won't you give in,

To the joys of loves power. I dearly need,

Your hand in my hand. To walk with me,

And leave our tracks in sand. If a soul could bleed, mine would be dry. For all that I do,

Just can't catch your eye.

R.C.

Why can't you see, by trying so hard?

Are my chances marred/Why can't you hear,

Can't you see my tears; I want you so,

Does that make me low?

Damn you meet my stare, or are you even there?