Thursday, November 02, 2006
strange set sail
said sad cacophony
words went still
and stayed a fantasy
i liked and i lied
i thought things were so beautiful
so beautiful
the words; these words
they haunt me
love me
i took this slice
and gave them all
gave all to you
i run wildly
i chase shadows
seeking remnants, sucking crumbs
i take whats left
what i can
what more could one want
than a mere agreement?
a nod
an acceptance
a hold of hand
not merely a clasp or a bump
but a grasp
as if love was life
and life was only worth what you see
i thought i could never love like that again
its sick, these mad ghosts
pressing upon me
reeking in staunch melodrama
sneaking opress
being whole and empty
they slay me wareless
seething and slithering
they make me become what i dont want
pushing me away
from what i should be
could be
could be?
i fall
i fall and i fall and i fall
yet in an instance i shudder
beyond my limits
trespass these bounds
why does one wonder ?
if and when life and love steals from one another
then how can i stay prey?
can i decide?
or let them decide for me?
i cant press the words
cant ring the tears
cant jinx the rush
i can merely sit
and write me
write me as though i am not
as the world steps and pounds
as the viscus bleeds
and weeps
as when swords slice
eyes lament
imperfections swim to the surface like pus
i reserve only some
only pieces that break me
and i can only shell them
where
and when no one listens
even not, not you
you. you.
you.
a life in my head
a cut in me
the biggest muse
the tingles in my toes
someday i leak
and drown and sink
and remember not
today
my ache.
<3 <3 <3
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