Forbidden
Thinking of You
Sitting here with the computer on
Just before the break of dawn,
Drumming my fingers and thinking;
Wondering where my words have gone.
The tension is building up inside.
I'm trying to create some wisdom,
But time keeps slipping empty by
And these words keep coming out half-wise.
Finally these pent-up tears
Flow from my tired eyes.
It is always difficult
To accept your true feelings
Especially when you have been told
They are unacceptable.
But I can no longer deny these thoughts
That have been trying to come through.
It's important that you understand
What I am about to say.
So please read this carefully.
I am not writing poems,
I am not writing songs-
I'm searching for a way
To put pure feeling on a page.
And what's killing me right now
Are forbidden thoughts of you...
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