Today it feels like the tears won't stop
till my body withers, shrunken and wasted,
my life slipping away teardrop by teardrop
and yet here i am, not trying to explain,
trying to understand how the starting gate
seems closed again
and i must pretend to not care
turn my back, refuse to share
out of obstinance and regret
after a handful of whispers on the wind
is all you get
nothing of real substance
despite your cries and insistence
that this is the best you can do
not as if you ever had the chance to choose
when your world explodes
and all your left is pieces to a puzzle
that will never be finished
before your time is through...
(11-29-10)
till my body withers, shrunken and wasted,
my life slipping away teardrop by teardrop
and yet here i am, not trying to explain,
trying to understand how the starting gate
seems closed again
and i must pretend to not care
turn my back, refuse to share
out of obstinance and regret
after a handful of whispers on the wind
is all you get
nothing of real substance
despite your cries and insistence
that this is the best you can do
not as if you ever had the chance to choose
when your world explodes
and all your left is pieces to a puzzle
that will never be finished
before your time is through...
(11-29-10)
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