Friday, March 13, 2009

Betrayal

The feelings I touch when you look through me.
The fire that burns when you brush me by.
Every word you say’s in my mind’s eye.
Take me, love me, or at least pretend.
There’s something about you that never ends.
Its starts with every letter you write,
Runs through each word you say.
Doesn’t end in your silence
But finds its death in your eyes.
Arisen from its fall, there it awakens.
New, fresh and stronger than before.
Suddenly even words are too little,
Their meanings are limited,
Captured and pinned down.
Running past every emotion,
Trying to slow down,
Showing me all that you want to say
Nearly succeeding, swaying my psyche.
Yet you feel its not enough,
You say if you were a spear,
You’d be deep in my soul.
Smirking as you spit it out,
You revel in my sorrow.


wrote this one a very one time ago...

2 comments:

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