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by Matt   Nov 7, 2005


Over the past few days, it's all become clear
Life is so clearly confusing
We build ourselves up, knowing we'll get hurt
But hide ourselves away avoid all the pain
We wrap our arms around the ones we care about
But shove away the ones that care about us
I can lay there for hours with you in my arms
Alcohol and Demerol can't touch that feeling
But when my chance to kiss you comes
I can't gather myself up to move near you
In the day I can say my thoughts and feelings
But after the sun sets, I'm cold and mute
Even the right words come out wrong
Sleep is such a chore in the blinding darkness
But every morning I pray to wake in someone else's arms
I can't stare into this reflection any longer
The mirror has grown tired of me, shattering bits
Scattering across the open floor so I can't walk
Each piece shows me a past memory
Each shows what I should have said and should have done
This phone lies stagnant on the desk
Waiting for her to call, uncaring of the rest
This time, I can't leave myself closed
And just when I can't hold on any longer
I'll hold on...

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