7/21/08

10:47 PM


not sure what to call this
this new lack of air
but when i close my eyes
i can put myself there
back
in your room
lights blinding bright
and with everything so wrong
you're my one thing that's right
so tonight i will snack
on our flirty chatter
and pretend i'm not impressed
when you talk so
matter-
of-factly
to me
about just how you feel
towards every dumb *****
who can't let you heal
old wounds run deep
but they turn into scars
and the further i seep
i feel like we are
just are
for a while
i just want some fun
can't we just get a break?
can't we just make a run
for it
out of town?
out of ***
hit the ground
what i've got
a glance and a hit
a smile and a stitch
in my side
so i'll hide
in your arms for a bit
all i want is what's real
so lets throw out the old
make a new ordeal
and not do what we're told.