Damp walls soak, all the feelings you left behind.
I'm in the midst of time, and everything seems to be fading.
A quiet smile is just ahead of my reach.
A road of broken glass of paper hearts. I know some of these pieces are my own.
A glimpse of light from the rooftops is all I have known.
Closed eyes, won't change the course for me.
I have winged this so far. I must take it seriously.
But all I want to is to be found.
I am aching for your beating pulse because it is a warm thing in such a cold place.
Does it hurt you, as much as it does me?
I thought I had a warm feeling before.
But it slipped through my fingers.
I want to be powerful on my own.
I know I don't need that belonging.
But I would like for once to prove myself wrong.
All the time in the world for such a selfish desire.
Yet, it comes painfully slow.
As do you.
I am here, and time begins to pace faster to race between us.
I'd like for both of us to explain what it really means.
I don't want it to be a joke anymore.
I am nothing really.
Though the faces in the mirror tell me what I want to hear.
I am aching really.
Slow as the drips of dew curving over my silhouette reflection.
I have so many things to do.
But I wanted to feel it just once.
And for it to be real, and for it to get out of the fantasies and kiss my eyes.
Could you make that happen for me?
Is it too much to ask?
I wish I could tell you that it is different from all the other times.
Though I don't regret to say it is a mistake.
I'm sorry that as soon as I begin to take life's course will you no longer love me.
Though you never did.
I wanted to see you.
To really look at you.
And talk with no words.
In the quiet sound of silence, whisper to each other only what we know is real.
But their are so many things wrong with both of us.
Is it wrong to want to fix that?
I'm always crying for time.
All the time I could ever have.
Just to finally once, take you to the place you've never felt before,
Have your eyes on this feeling, taken both our hearts at hand,
and tell, 'I love you.'
in the midst of utter solitude as I remain,
I ponder in emotional pain- If you would have ever felt the same...
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Wed Oct 08, 2008 @ 05:01am · 0 Comments |
