The two years that you’ve known me, have made up the decade’s end ,
Of ten years in which I’ve faught to skip
Obsessed with my past’s relationship-
To retain the hope, know dobtlessness’s equipped
To embrace thyself, and to be true
When we begin to lose our grip,
Sketching the silhouetted shadow’s tip,
I'll leave here.
I leave behind.
I'll leave today-
& wont return.
You know these things about who I am, that no one else might understand
From
When you go so far to facetiously thank- what you know to seek forgiveness for
Your once full word, now I know is blank
As gratitude we both deplore.
All the cop outs and shifting blame
The toxic behaviors remaining he same
Tho might say thay you feel the same
You've never known what we've to gain.
Us tortured youths, from diamond minds
Extrapolate, whatever, we may find
Worthile exchanging for our time.
Something about All I've absorbed
Is why your kiss is now abhorred
All I've precieved against my will
Ive done so by running up that hill.
As if I could make a deal with God,
and get him to change our places-
I'd be running up that road
Running
Running up that building
With no problems.
To Dr. Ariel Graff,
Someone I once thought of as a friend, as brief and nieve as that was, I still wish he were. Written the second last time I was in his house, when I finally realized.
