What Is It In Me?

"What Is It In Me?"
2011

What is it in me?
What is it in me that makes me look to the sky?
What is it in me that makes me look at things with that,
wide-eyed sentiment usually reserved for curious children?
Darling, what is it in me?
In my opinion, it is a need.
It is a need, so deep-rooted, that its' seeds were sown,
long before I ever acquired the ability to speak.
It is a need to discover.
I believe that it is in the fabric of my soul.
I believe that it is the fire in my heart.
And I believe that this need, is the engine, driving my mind.
For I yearn.
And I crave.
And I seek.
And I am as opened-eyed as ever
But my line of sight is short
For there is only one thing I see
And it's something I covet and wish to court
It is you,
So alive inside a space
That not even a foolish breeze
Would place a hair upon your face
For it would cover up the grace
So bestowed upon a life
That not even years of stressful days
Could leave a sign of strife
But in your eyes these are words
Words that others have used.
And while their tongues may have lacked the flair,
Was the song not the same you say?
Darling, a path that has already been tread
Can still be set ablaze
And when I look deep down inside your eyes
I must admit, truly wicked are my ways
For I long to taste the proof of Heaven
Held tightly in your lips
And I would bring hell to any living man
To got between your fingertips
After you state they would belong to me.
But what is it in me?
Oh God darling, what is it in me, that needs you so?
I seal my eyes, tighter than a vault
And still your face slips within my mind
Like I tried to excavate my pathetic past
And potential futures are all I'd find
But I think this need that there is in me
Is but a need to shake you up
For you have become so numb to the ways of love
That a compliment should wake you up
But yet I am as invisible to you,
As my Creator is to some
Thankfully my motto is,
All that you are is not all you can become
So I shall become the man I wish to be
And you will have no choice to but to heed
For I tend to get the things I want
Even after they've become a need
So make your peace with my outward faults
And you'll enjoy my better parts
For your past is filled with bitter ends
And you're overdue for godly starts
And if not a start that would rival God
I'll do no less than make you call to him
With shortened breath and whispered screams
When the daylight's set to dim
And your hopes and dreams are living things
That I will water with concern
For they're fragile like their owner's heart
It's what any wise man would've learned
But dear, this need that I've described
Doesn't seem to be in you
For you're caught up in the simple things
And a tv "reality" will do
You're focused on a fabricated shore
Or housewives and their plights
While I try to re-ignite your sparkling eyes
And find who murdered all your lights
Darling, I'll say again that these are words
And I'll profess them to be true
But when you're not even listening
Tell me, what is a man to do
But figure out what it is in him
That makes him want you like he does
When his rationale tells him to erase
The foolish need that never was...