i told myself i'd never cry for another due to i do not feel anyone is real. n yet here i stand on the backend of another moment getting away from how i truly feel. as i watch the flames torch the bridge upon the surface of water as if it were a mirror resurrecting the night. knowing i have it in me to swim across to the other side attempting to save my mind. but what doe one do when the complications strip the heart of a near perfect fit? without a gesture to show worth so intent can fade with the interests allowing another to somehow live. as walking away is the answer to holding in every bit of emotion clawing at the inner lining of the of the back of the face. i can hear myself coming from the depths in which crawl through my mind n taunt as true remains. as just one hint of truth could change the void before it begins. as the silence sitting upon the tongue is as still as the moon above that has it's own unique light to give. what does one do if there is a presence that is to be missed? damn near forcing them to go on with their life so they can at least enjoy one more last first kiss. as they're able to fulfill the linger in another for it is best. or is it self's way to come up with another excuse so self doesn't havta invest in what's buried in the chest? looking like a fool just past the moment where everything good abruptly came to a dead end. as the idiot within just set free the makings of one damn good friend. i told myself luv will never matter bcuz i simply got tired of trying. n it's the questions that are truly frustrated with me continuously lying. a deeper calm is restless to have what it fucking wants. for it is my own self destruction refusing to be hushed.
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