A Response to Her Intuition

I pray that she's not listening
I know she hears me whispering
I pray that she's not interested.
I fear she feels me distancing.

Can't avoid the inevitable
Effort still shows
Question do form with no answers
She hopes lips will lie to kill doubts in her mind
Her intuition is tied to see fear in my eyes
I brace impact with time
Cover my eyes with shades blocking my lies
She then touches my face
To feel pulse and its high.

Lost in my mind
I see fate has been sealed
I know I fear the worst
I can't keep her and heal
Why I shake up a home
Where trust hasn't been built

Fathered an image that resembled her fears
Of her father who had cheated on mother
These wounds still haven't healed.
But she drew out her plan
Perfect in theory I say
Sketched out flaws of her mother to be the perfect woman today
The only thing is the crown becomes too heavy when the king is nowhere to be found
So her anger and her doubts trade off for her happiness right now.

I look in the mirror to see where her happiness could be found
I'm the magician with the elixir
Watch me cure her unhappiness that pours out
Puddle of tears waiting on me to come home without Becky's scent on my crown.

I assess my inner demons
Pray that Jesus fixes them right now
Eviscerate every incident of doubt
Pull hare out of hat
To symbolize that we are hopping over this mound

I was never a prefect man to a woman that did everything
To show me her perfect plan.
Just like boy who has broken his toys
I attempt to replace her with another voice.
As man I rather stitch open sores
Fix her distorted voice
Gain trust that was no more
Find stability in a world full of chaos
Attempting to distract ones ploy
To share a love that sings forever more.