Love

I've got two.

Don't know what to call either of them. I've posted one of these before, but I really like it, and it pertains to the subject matter.

Poem 1

I should be in bed. A thought troubles my head. I grow weary and my eyes become red.
Should I say? And come what may? To know the light of her day?
Or should I not. And stay distraught. And let it be all for naught.
And what if I do tell? And things go well? Would that not be swell?
But what if it is doomed to fail? And it comes to no avail?
And yet I wonder what she may think. To want the same and only wink. I am at the brink.
I need a place to rest my head. Where my decision does not lie dead. To know where I will tread.
Fear like no other grasps my heart. Doubt begins to start. Everything is dark.
I fear what I may lose. What shall I choose? When will I be free of this noose?
My mind wanders and is lost. Will I be able to pay this cost?
I should be in bed. This thought troubles my head. I grow weary and my eyes become red.

Poem 2

And you know, one day I'm going to...say something.
Other than “Nothing.”
Cause I have many things I need to say, but don't.
Maybe I’m afraid, or won't?

But I ramble, given to long winded discussion.
Cause I can't handle the repercussions.
I'm going crazy over a single word.
Something I’ve never said, something I’ve never heard.

Love.