Friday, July 9, 2010

Tangled

When I fell in love for the first time,
It felt real, I felt pain, I felt alive.

You love me.
And yes, I say it back.

But this is the reason for why I am uncertain.
I can't feel anything.
Nothing feels as strong or as sharp as it once did.

I can't hurt you.
I can't lose you.
Because your probably the closest thing I have to perfect.
Even if it's unfair.
At least I tell you.
You still won't leave me,
Because you think that I just need time.
And your waiting...

Your the closest thing I have to perfect
So why do I push you away?
Why do you not let my harsh words hurt you?

Open me up
Taste my blood
And take everything

Because sometimes I think I have nothing left,
But maybe if you can steal everything away from me
Than maybe, just maybe
I will begin to feel
Again.

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