I sit in the center of a bright lit room
screaming at you,
You sit and stare
never flinching,
Your smile,
Consumes me,
I reach out
Screaming,
I reach out
Nothing
I sit here now
In this room which holds my being,
Hearing nothing but the flutter of wicked love,
and the caress of poisoned promises
"Cant you see me?!" I cry,
the echo of your lies
in the absence of your heart answers for you
The light is dim now
fading from sight,
You
Fading from light,
Me
Here I sit,
no longer screaming,
no longer bleeding for your touch
no longer suffering for your passing glance
no longer...
The light bulb shatters,
See nothing but the dark where it all began
Finally Seeing that you no longer matter,
an empty socket,
Waiting to be filled again
Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 10:47 AM UTC
I sit in the center of a bright lit room
screaming at you,
You sit and stare
never flinching,
Your smile,
Consumes me,
I reach out
Screaming,
I reach out
Nothing
I sit here now
In this room which holds my being,
Hearing nothing but the flutter of wicked love,
and the caress of poisoned promises
"Cant you see me?!" I cry,
the echo of your lies
in the absence of your heart answers for you
The light is dim now
fading from sight,
You
Fading from light,
Me
Here I sit,
no longer screaming,
no longer bleeding for your touch
no longer suffering for your passing glance
no longer...
The light bulb shatters,
See nothing but the dark where it all began
Finally Seeing that you no longer matter,
an empty socket,
Waiting to be filled again
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