Wednesday, November 18, 2009

love's microfilm.

i cant wait to wake and find yesterday’s a lifetime away
no need to sift through old hurts or
current wounds with scabs that won’t heal
present pleasure is all I’ve decided to feel
sent messages left words, empty poems and half eaten desserts
discarded into memory’s trash
the taste, the pain, the cuts stripped of their senses claim
forgetting to remember that what has been
will never be the same

it’s hard to hear that heartbeat now, so many miles away
so many times this record’s played
i know the words, but it still sounds like blame
in between the music of each refrain

count the times, the cries, the kisses to soothe
safe again from the passion you sought to abuse
dreams fade into the mist and nightmares are your only friend
when you wake up screaming about the inevitable end

caught your fear in the palm of my hand instead of
pulling it into my soul as I’ve always managed to do
separated the poisoning of my loving heart
from the toxin that that is you.

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