Thursday, May 11, 2006

your eyes are waterfalls, mine are steel

there is hair in your cigarettes. smoking sorrow in silhouettes. each exhale breaking new ice to fall to drown again. this depth is less and less. i'm callouse. i'm careless. i'm an asshole each time you need me. it's not becoming i know. that each time you're crying i want to be alone. i'd rather be buried alive with each wrong word and saluted silence. i'd rather you stabbed me in the back. i'd rather be in pain than see your pain. it doesn't paint a pretty picture. i wouldn't advertise. now that i know you and you know me. let's burn our “selves” in effegy. a holy ecstatic sacrifice.

i can’t stay here. i can’t leave here.

so i’ll disappear every night.

Each tear burning holes in my skin.

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