From My Pen
Speak
Posted: 2005-01-14
i’m losing my mind
slowly but surely going blind
what’s that i cannot hear
but becoming mute is what i fear
if i couldn’t see your face again
if my mind could hold onto your memory
and your voice still resound inside
then i’d live a happy man
but if i couldn’t speak to you
if i couldn’t tell you how much i cared
and if i couldn’t express my emotions
that’s when i’d become scared
© 2003-06-06 Mychal Cocolla
