Relatively senile
the memories in my mind
fade as new ones replace
the broken past
Watching the lovers
as they stroll along
the rainswept streets
of connected
bliss and dischord
Looking around
at the silence
tasting the futile attempts
like ashes on a cold day
Feeling
the chill down my spine,
my quickened pulse
as you enter the room
Eyes brighten
as they think of you
Ever so noticably
Slipping into a drugged
state in which coming back
isn't a desirable option
Poetry laced with
an intoxicating poison
slowly saturating my senses
blinding faults, impurities
Grasping at clarity
and finding none
only your arms
folding around me
pulling me deeper into
the abyss
Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 12:11 PM UTC
Relatively senile
the memories in my mind
fade as new ones replace
the broken past
Watching the lovers
as they stroll along
the rainswept streets
of connected
bliss and dischord
Looking around
at the silence
tasting the futile attempts
like ashes on a cold day
Feeling
the chill down my spine,
my quickened pulse
as you enter the room
Eyes brighten
as they think of you
Ever so noticably
Slipping into a drugged
state in which coming back
isn't a desirable option
Poetry laced with
an intoxicating poison
slowly saturating my senses
blinding faults, impurities
Grasping at clarity
and finding none
only your arms
folding around me
pulling me deeper into
the abyss
Written: November 12, 2009
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