Why Do I Keep Counting?
Another Finger Has Gone Up. Does This One Count?
The Amount Of Fingers I Have Are Running Low On Such Tragedies In The Making. 8 or 9?
Changing Like The Seasons, My Body And Mind Can’t Handle Such An Event. Was This Even An Event?
Going From Hot. From Being On The High Seas.
To Being Cold. Shutting Everyone But A Select Few Out.
To Being Hot Once More. Running Ways With The Hell Traveler.
Now Onto The Process Of Being Cold. A Slap In The Face? A Punch Maybe?
No More King’s Man Please. It’s To The Point Of Physical Exhaustion.
Not Too Sure What Caused The Domino To Fall. But It Felt Good At First.
War Subsided and Smiles Were Galore. When You Were Around.
Every Angle Was Pleasing. No Matter How Dark The Corners Were.
Butterflies Beat Violently. At The Sight Of You.
Until Word Got Out. Should Have Known Better.
I Didn’t Want To Keep Anything. Secrets Are For Forbidden Lovers Anyways.
So Words Flowed Like Waterfalls. After The Vulnerable Feeling Went Away, It Felt Great.
The Callback Left Me Shaking For Hours, Days. The Smiles Hurt, Immensely.
I Wanted To Shout From The Mountains. Shout Like Pompei.
Kept My Bliss. The Greedy Me Wanted Not To Share.
But It Was Until The Bulb Went Out. The Clapper Fucking Broke.
Darkness Hit Me Like A Train. So Hard And Fast.
Lost Control To The One Thing I Can’t Control. Not From Lack Of Trying I Assure You.
The Broken Attached To More Broken. Broken People Can’t Fix Broken People.
What I Wanted. I Didn’t Get.
Another Fucking Pirate. Yesterday’s Newspaper.
Mostly Curiosity. Killed The Cat.
Angry At You And The World. Mostly At Myself.
Insecurity and Egoism. Equal The Beast.
The One Thing I Kept From You. Destroyed Me.
But I’m Done. With Him.
In Order To Get Rid Of Him. I’m Dropping You.
Not Like You Haven’t Done So Anyways. Not Like I Mattered.
But Now To Move Along. The Show Must Go On.
I Don’t Want You To Leave. But Its Best.
Even Stars Break. Says The Music.
Maybe Its Just A Phase. This Obsession.
Let’s Hope. Its Unhealthy.
But You’re Right. I Do Deserve Better.
Dante said,
September 25, 2009 at 6:11 pm
i understand