2009-08-17
My days are stretched
I wish them tattered, at least
So I might see tomorrow through the night
Poke holes through the planets
Just to see a pinhole of light
My secrets are figments
An ocean floor only six feet below
What can I do
To be rid of you?
�All I know is you exist,
and I�ve no place to put you.�
Walking away when I need you most
Is it any wonder
I have no trust?
No quiet, no answers,
No blade, no scars.
No pills, no dancers
No screaming, no stars.
I am so suddenly,
So not okay.
Left lonely tomorrow,
Because I�d no one yesterday
Now I know how it feels
To be so unreal.
In getting past
The memory
I�ve become
My enemy.
The words to reveal what is true
�All I know is you exist
And I�ve no place to put you.�
