I have to figure out a way to turn things around
But I just can’t find my feet on solid ground
Can you look me in the eye and tell me something true?
Tell me anything to turn my grey skies blue
Turned left when I should have gone right
But I’m on my feet again; I’m still in this fight
I colored outside the lines, missed the warning signs
I said the wrong thing and now the heartache stings
I ran out of ways to make you stay
But tell me you love me anyway
-Nov 2011
Beautiful, touching poem. I love the third line. Isn’t this what we all just want from people? Just one true thing? Love the picture and the caption also 🙂
I second coralswimming! I felt the same and love the pic too!