one shot , one bullet and it all ends tonight...to more dreams and fantasys, hopless schemes and hurtfull memories..no more girls to pull me in, with empty smiles convorted in, with empty smiles your face hides with lines, and broken reasons justifieing reasons why, why live and breath, my go on to survive, the questions asked never answered but sometimes denied....no reason why, just to survive , a fear so lost, id run and hide nad still never understand the
and here i sit... alone,..at last, with out you or anybody else....without the words or thoughts or meaning, without and with everything i need..a darkened room, a singe candle lit, ...a pale , withered face stares blindly at the flickering light...."i dont want it to burn out," he says, blank words desplayed so dumbly,...the light flickers.."dont let it go out..'he mutters urgently,'if the light dies out i shall never see again, what they so methodically place upon me...the world defined throuhg threre words, seen thruouh there eyes....with there intent imbedded into my being so strongly i wont even question why i really fear the darkness that comes when the light goes out.....maybe tommorow the sun wont rise up to shine so brightly in my eyes....
i hold the empty shell, the pointless vessel pretending to be what it is not, i hold her like i would the last breath of air from my lungs, or a friend who may be dangling from a clif, i hold you as if we were in love even thought we just met, as perfume and colgone collide in bitter sweet nasal memories, of a perfect world, a perfect time , a perfect person who at one moment at least became the essence of everything i had ever dreamed of , the core centered in my existence, the lie, the fantasy, the santa clause..the only truth ill ever know which is, in fact, not a truth at all, just the opposite, the negative, the perfectly imperfect recognized and realized as it truely is and even with al its flaws , loved in its own way..i should of just left you standing there with a smile on your face and a manipulative seed planted so deep its stain will always remain but at least id know it was just a false ideal once used concealing the scars on the mask i've worn so well for so many years...
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