The Great Divide
Dislaimer:I don't own Grissom. Or anything that he thinks.
Some cry themselves to
sleep you say...but I cannot, I fear.
I wish that I could hold
you close, I wish that you were near.
I shake with cold, I
tremble now...the thought of losing you.
Shallow breath, lump in
throat, heart leaden through and through.
My glassy eyes shed not a
tear, but prickle painfully.
I wish for you, I beg for you. Come
safely back to me.
Separate ways it seems
we've gone, I pray our paths recross.
This barren gap leaves me
alone, I feel at complete loss.
I need you now, to wrap
around and sweetly guard my heart
I search for you who can't be
found, I don't know where to start.
My pride a burden short
days ago, now to my knees I fall.
Contrite, I plead for your
return...I can't go on at all.
Please take my hand,
forgive me now. And lead me back to
you.
My soul grows weak, I know not how I'll ever make it
through.