I fall wayward and out the lane,
A sentence spilling letters from a page
Life is like an overdose
Pulling tightly on the noose around my throat
I am the sun you are the rain
I am the needle and you are the hay
Ripping my dreams from me
You throw them away, for
I am my heart and you are the stain
I caught you only in Polaroid's
And in them I capture your dark brown eyes
And once more,
I am the rust and you are the pain
I am the sun and you are the rain
Ripping my dreams you throw them away
I am the needle you are the hay
For I am my heart and you are the pain
Daniel Richards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-you-are-2/
