Something is gone.
And you want it.
But you no longer wanted it
when it was yours.
It brought you anger and frustration,
And you were done dealing with it all.
But i close my eyes and sleep at night.
And you are all I see.
I can't avoid you.
Even if you aren't in my life.
I still see you at night.
I try to walk away,
But in my dreams I only want you to stay.
And though my heart is already broken,
And I have fled to the sea.
All the feelings that I don't want
Find a way to rupture me.
Rupture a hole that has been healed,
Rupture the scars that have been sealed.
I have found the difficulty in breathing,
I once believed the world was leaving.
But it was only me,
Wanting to be gone.
It was only me,
The me you never even got to see.
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Saturday, October 23, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Secrets
I have seen things that you don't notice,
and maybe never will.
I have felt things so strange,
No one has ever known.
I keep thoughts and ideas and pictures
Inside my head.
Only for me to hear.
Because I think if I tell you,
Your going to take it away.
I can't let any of you take these away,
These things inside of me.
As much as I have wished for them to end,
I wouldn't wish to give them up.
But you will never understand me,
Because no one ever tries to know me.
And I have never asked for help,
Maybe I don't want help.
Or maybe I just don't know how to ask for it.
I dont know
How.
and maybe never will.
I have felt things so strange,
No one has ever known.
I keep thoughts and ideas and pictures
Inside my head.
Only for me to hear.
Because I think if I tell you,
Your going to take it away.
I can't let any of you take these away,
These things inside of me.
As much as I have wished for them to end,
I wouldn't wish to give them up.
But you will never understand me,
Because no one ever tries to know me.
And I have never asked for help,
Maybe I don't want help.
Or maybe I just don't know how to ask for it.
I dont know
How.
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