Faith Has The Helm

I hate to admit it...but I'm overwhelmed.
It's been a rough time & with that, I'm compelled
But the world is on hold when I meet your eyes
And I've been told to never fall asleep at the helm,
So when I see you, I break all ties,
But sometimes it's hard to speak...& I don't know why.

There's so many things I want to tell you,
But I'm afraid I don't know how
Cause there's a possibility that you look at me differently,
Then everything I want to say slips my mind and runs away.
Just when my thoughts are collected, they splay.

This life goes by so fast, pretty soon I'll grow old.
What would I have but the stories now, that I have told?
What would I have but the memories, I'll still hold?
Who do I share them with? Are you sold?
I'm not after treasure, but you baby are gold.
May I keep you warm? We both look pretty cold.

It's been a while and I've been got it bad,
Not with you or another, just the struggle, I've had.
The struggle goes away, walking through your door,
Seeing the pretty smile, I love to adore.
How I'm feeling is not a question,
Being around is a blessing.
You take away the feeling of being prone to the world.
It's nice to know someone like you, girl.

I hate to admit it, but I'm overwhelmed.
Not anymore...I'm awake at the helm.

Author's Note

Or so I thought. Doesn't matter, leave me that constructive feedback.

Reviews

[duff]

I think the vulnerability shows a certain kind of wisdom and you used that to make an enjoyable read. Nice job.

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