goodbyes need not touch thy tongue... so alone is the remains of luv... safe from intent that refuses the truth... filling the emptiness with worth in self as a use... taken for granted isn't a thing no more... losing friends ain't a feel the heart craves to explore... enough has come n each one has gone... as fingers point my way as if they were never wrong... so it's the ride that died with the belief in trust... hearing the silence that soothes the nerves on the hush... fading behind closed doors for a piece of mind... n it's where te gathering does some serious fuckin time... with a tarnished heart that wants to live... buffing out the hand prints that's touched its curved twist... living without the expectations that hurt so bad... accepting all that's left of self is a will to respect what no one can have... the freedom to be who it is so natural to enjoy... so watching another come along to stay briefly jus won't fill the void...with a camouflaged state of caring delivering the eventual end... i'd rather not relate to the bs n be my own best friend...
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