I knew that you were leaving
But I never thought it would come so soon
And in the midst of your struggle
I find myself still
So selfish
So absorbed in my own thought
My endless journey to run from death
And the thought of leaving
So soon
They said that death was coming for us all
I just didn't believe them
Until these small moments
When my breath has been taking away
And death stands in front of me
Taking people from me
Everyone leaves
In the end
"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it." C.S. Lewis
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Weakness to Breed
I feel you so near to me
So incredibly near
Indescribably close
Magnificently present
I feel you
The same way that I always knew what you were thinking
And somehow we were connected
On a level so much more intense
That the lack of movement
That radiated through every half-hearted
Action
Don't tell me you love you
And please don't forget
We were much more than what we speak
And much less that what fills me now
Begging me to go back to that place
And with it the weakness that you breed in me
The loneliness that you planted in my uterus
Until it could kill me 9 months later
Just like you
Just like me
Truly a product of it's poorly planning parents
A product of our design
Your favorite song
Slowly creeping up on the bridge
With a meaningful melody
And a chorus that cut me to the bone
Your poorly tuned voice cut me to the bone
Every regret and everything that said
I couldn't do better
Never to love better
... and never to be seen
The way that your lazy eye saw me
So... lazily
An after thought
And meaningless period of our lives
That dragged on long enough to tell me
That I'm not sure if I believe in love
If I believe that I have anything
Left to give
Worth the taking
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