11 August 2011

slide

i look at the dial between my feet
and see the numbers winding down
take another sip of water
paste smile over frown

i close my eyes and push away your face
try to forget your very name
but every day i come back to this place
everyday it is the same

I am haunted by what might have been
the promise that i saw
and by the gash you tore when you went away
just as my heart began to thaw

i bleed out words of black and white
onto pages flecked with red
knowing you will never see them
but spewing them out in horror
anyways

Unfulfilled
and empty
i cry silent
dry tears
I hide my fears behind my palms
and
pretend.

No comments:

Post a Comment