Tuesday, May 01, 2007
So we stayed up 'til dawn drawing circles in our minds and in the center lay the aggression of what could be. The circle itself defined the anger of what never will be and the outside is you walking away.
So we stayed up screaming tangents and drawing rectangles in our minds and in the center lay the impossibility of a smooth transition. The rectangle itself boxing us into this pain, this emotion and the hard edges knocked us out of reality and the outside of this rectangle is me running around every sharp turn trying to catch up to you.
And even so we stayed up waiting for all the right answers. And with this dug into our deepest regrets, pulling them out while you shoved them in my face.We are not good for each other. We are two different shapes. Two different souls. You hate me.
We stay up drawing circles in our minds and rectangles to hide our emotions in while we pace our chosen path. You still stand on the outside looking in as if I'm the only one who's ever loved. Maybe it's easier for you to pretend but I'm use to seeing you walk away anyway.
You grip your forehead, rub your eyes, raise your fists in aggravation. You huff and puff but you can not blow my world away. You stomp and you whine, you shuffle you're feet and attempt not to cry but you are irrisistably transparent.
You scream in my face with red anger. You release, you give up and walk away. You leave me, put me down, belittle me and still run back to your "safety zone" right in the fucking middle.
And the entire time I'm just trying to make you see these imaginary walls we have created. We don't talk, chat or hug. We don't play and laugh. We are as numb as the box around us. We are as pathetic as children ranting back and forth.
I'm tired. We are one when you kiss me. I give up.
I'm tired. We are one when you look me in the eyes. I melt.
I'm tired still yet we are one.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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