Shot and bleeding I was found lying on the pavement
As I watched his ****** footprints walk away
Pinned to the ground by Cupid's deadly arrow
Blood pooling faster with every breath
I laid in this state for quite a while
Swollen eyes searching, ****** hands grasping
For a heart that was not bleeding
For a hand that was not shaking
Quietly you laid down beside me
Pointed to the worn arrow in your chest
Your eyes searched for a way to save me
My eyes cast shadows of doubt
It must have been when I looked away
My backstabbing hands took out your knife
Or your idealistic hands painted over the wound
And suddenly you were healed
I looked down to my own arrow
Irregularly spitting blood, still throbbing
And let out a sigh of self pity
Why could I fix him, and not he me?
As I realized a heart too battered
Incapable and not ready to love
Fluttered weakly in my chest
I reached again for my bow and quiver
With tearful eyes you watched me get to my feet
Lined up in my sights, you whispered "Why?"
I closed my eyes, let out the arrow and a sigh
And heard you fall
Clutching my bleeding heart, I walked away
Tried not to hear you gasp and call my name
My ****** footprints left you behind
And I let the cycle begin again
Feb 10, 2011
Feb 10, 2011 at 5:40 PM UTC
Shot and bleeding I was found lying on the pavement
As I watched his ****** footprints walk away
Pinned to the ground by Cupid's deadly arrow
Blood pooling faster with every breath
I laid in this state for quite a while
Swollen eyes searching, ****** hands grasping
For a heart that was not bleeding
For a hand that was not shaking
Quietly you laid down beside me
Pointed to the worn arrow in your chest
Your eyes searched for a way to save me
My eyes cast shadows of doubt
It must have been when I looked away
My backstabbing hands took out your knife
Or your idealistic hands painted over the wound
And suddenly you were healed
I looked down to my own arrow
Irregularly spitting blood, still throbbing
And let out a sigh of self pity
Why could I fix him, and not he me?
As I realized a heart too battered
Incapable and not ready to love
Fluttered weakly in my chest
I reached again for my bow and quiver
With tearful eyes you watched me get to my feet
Lined up in my sights, you whispered "Why?"
I closed my eyes, let out the arrow and a sigh
And heard you fall
Clutching my bleeding heart, I walked away
Tried not to hear you gasp and call my name
My ****** footprints left you behind
And I let the cycle begin again
Written 5/4/2009
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