Daniel Og Ballad
You have ripped apart my self esteem
And replaced it with some
That swims in my chest and
Each time I see you.
You have torn from me the value
Of solitary sweetness on a summer's day.
You have taken the night from me;
You have taken the moon from me.
You have burned my feet under their weight
In circles made tracing
The very thought of you.
You have pushed me from the sidewalk onto the road,
Among the roaring creatures of Solution,
And slapped me back with your becks
Till I lie here in the gutter,
Staring up wantonly at your stars.
You have taken myself from me
And abandoned her in a convent,
Trapped with God and unabashed
By his presence.
You have deafened me to music
Not from your lips;
You have driven me blind to chase you
But worst of all,
You have taken love from me—
You have taken Hope from me.