Sunday, August 1, 2010

Knocking on truth's door

Again I beat the sun out of bed.
Unable to claim space in my head

Hands that don't grasp should not be so far under my skin
Lips I've never kissed should not whisper in my ear
Eyes that don't look to me should not haunt my mind's eye
I hear you call my name in the dark moments
Your scent ... sends my soul for a swim
Thoughts of you overwhelm me, they take me under
You occupy every free moment, every empty space of my being

Damn I hate you
Damn I love you

I don't want to be caught up in you
The thought of my circumstance makes me angry
My playlist is stuck on the song about you
I breathe you in whenever I fill my lungs with air
I convince myself, "I wish I never met you."
Future is on the horizon, but I slide back into the fog of past
My heart is awake, no way I'm going back to sleep now

Damn I hate you
Damn I love you

I have to close my eyes just to look at you
Because, just as always, that's the only way I can see you
What do I do with this silence?
The reality is you are a stranger to me, I don't know you
I want to sleep, but I won't escape you there either
Before I know it, I find myself at your front door
Why in the hell am I in front of your door ...

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