Diluted promises- watered down with doubt and wandering flesh
Jagged kisses pierce your throat and I have no bandage to place upon you
I was the bandage. And now I must peel away
Quick, as not to inflict continued pain.
But remember- pain is human
Or is it soul?
Soul is absent
Feathered and dusty
Everywhere and nowhere.
Each weaving must unweave
And unwoven takes another form
But separate. Two lines uncrossed.
Miles away from you and me
I whisper and it sounds too loud
My ears bleed for your departure
My heart aches for the end
My eyes are blind and I fumble around
Trying to capture the fraying leftovers
That have gone cold in our hands,
But I’ve lost my appetite for you
And I spit up your words
I’m sick on your lies
And I’d rather die hungry
Then full of your **** And empty from your love.
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 10:36 PM UTC
Diluted promises- watered down with doubt and wandering flesh
Jagged kisses pierce your throat and I have no bandage to place upon you
I was the bandage. And now I must peel away
Quick, as not to inflict continued pain.
But remember- pain is human
Or is it soul?
Soul is absent
Feathered and dusty
Everywhere and nowhere.
Each weaving must unweave
And unwoven takes another form
But separate. Two lines uncrossed.
Miles away from you and me
I whisper and it sounds too loud
My ears bleed for your departure
My heart aches for the end
My eyes are blind and I fumble around
Trying to capture the fraying leftovers
That have gone cold in our hands,
But I’ve lost my appetite for you
And I spit up your words
I’m sick on your lies
And I’d rather die hungry
Then full of your **** And empty from your love.