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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Evanescent
Venomous words spew from hated mouth Lightning flashes from heated eyes You think you�re so cool, so untouched You wouldn�t even be able to swallow the lies I keep my head turned away In hopes of being strong You keep your head lowered Because you know you�re so wrong You pace in front of me Like a caged lion I sit in silence To keep from crying You gather your courage And finally turn away Not a kiss, not a word There is nothing left to say Did you forget about the two That lie sleeping in bed Did you forget to gaze Upon their tousled heads? You drive away like so many times before Yet this time is different I think I break down in the cold left behind And hide my tears in a porcelain sink. I sleep finally, unable to care You return shortly with excuses to spare I slumber on, unaware I carry on although in despair What does this mean? Do I need to worry? Even though you are here Without a spoken �sorry� We live our lives as though in a cage We circle each other as though afraid No kisses, no hugs, no kind words You should say them first. I am alone in my prison of tears You shy away from my touch I cannot tell you of my fears It seems as though you don�t care that much. I whisper the words to you as you sleep Those little thoughts I cant say When you are awake You�ll never know the things in my heart You turn away, you run away We are so very far apart.
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