Can I breathe in the wake of your absence
Can I please have the rest of me back since
You're no longer making my heart your home
And all the fruit we bore foamed
Bubbled and rotted at our feet
Where the truth of our love and your lies meet
All we were was a broken lullaby and raw heat
Unnecessarily cycling and tearing apart on repeat
Flawlessly flailing flinching fornicating in the name of love
And if she had walked past us we wouldnt have known who she was
You still tell me I'm everything you ever were
I guess you're nothing 'cause I died when I saw you and her
Insensate to your love now I'm only feeling you deeply
It's a sin that you felt righteous enough to even try to keep me
There has never been a man deep enough to hold me
Fold me
Mold me into his thoughts and make me his eyes
You're only borrowing what I give there is no reprise
Bottling me in your mixed confused emotions
Doesn't mean the same thing as true devotion
It feels like deity remixed chopped and split to mundane
I will not knowingly believe or concede to you ever again
And if it's love you want and as you say, we're still friends
You'd have to give back what you took to make ammends
It would be exactly where our conflicted anecdote ends
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Posted by Symfoni at 4:40 PM
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