Here I stand, hidden in the shadows <br />Dieing within the painful hallows <br />Mocked by most, treasured by few <br />I fall into darkness, lost to you <br /> <br />Words of hope are spread <br />Yet to me they fall, coldly ringing dead <br /> <br />There I lay, covered by the sky <br />Motionless, not showing how hard I try <br />Being myself, treasuring you <br />Smiling at the thought of something new <br /> <br />Smelling the bouquet, <br />Resisting the wine <br />Nothing more to say <br />Save that you will not be mine<br /><br />Timothy Weiermann<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-352/
