What is it, you say,
To me, this day,
Your heart is yearning,
You feel the burning.
The heat, the fire,
The emotions are higher,
Then ever before,
I know that I am sure.
The rage the anger,
The bitterness pour,
Rain and thunder,
Galore.
This is marked by a question for sure,
I have not the answer,
I have the answer for this and that,
During our chats,
But the answer your looking for,
Its in my heart for sure,
I am looking for the door.
