I Write Poetry

[center]The Pedastal
By: Me
Written on October 31st, 2012



Do you see me ? Do you know me ?
Have you from the start ?

Can you hear the things I've said ?
Have you judged my heart ?

With these words that drip so sweetly,
from my fingertips,

Can it be that you really love me ?
Does your heartbeat skip ?

Am I not just mist and shadow ?
A dream from which you'll wake ?

Am I not just a fantasy ?
One you'll soon forsake ?

Am I me ? Or what you make me,
what you wish I'd be ?

The pedastal I'm placed upon
seems too high for me.

And if I fall from such a height
what then do I become ?

From lover, to friend, to nothing at all,
as in your thoughts I do descend.

Do you know me ? Can you see me ?
Have you from the start ?

Can you hear these things I've said ?
Have you judged my heart ?

*The Snowdog*
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