Where from do i begin,

how should i start?

Should i hold your broken heart?

For mine too is a bleeding one...

Is this an unpleasant dream,

a narrow stream,

a shallow belief or a bit of relief?

Answer me for so it shall be...

Do you want a broken rose,

a bit of pain or an overdose?

I say this for i propose...

Take it as a falling star,

a crashing car or a dirty scar?

Answer me, for i have dared to look so far...

I have no reason not to ask,

I know it will be an uphill task...

I want you to see,

I want you to know,

But it can only be seen,

Only be known,

When you are ready to see,

Willing- to be shown...