Heat-Seeking Missile Comforts

by Sam Richards   Jan 31, 2007


Heat-seeking missile, home in and destroy
In an explosion of mockery and pitiful violence
I think of the vow I made to you
Does my commitment mean nothing?

Im special to you yet you treat me like the shoddy
Explained through countless actions
I hear you laugh your haunting laugh
That I mostly love to hear yet now its something I despise like this

Laughs of pain and chortles of sadness
Ill give you just about anything to stop this madness
The cures are now the germs
Spreading the disease that may kill me in the end
So will our time be broken?
In your so called � fun � notion
Leads me to think that is this, will it ever be perfect?

Maybe theres something Ive missed
But the last time I checked
It said something like ' Try to please '
Rather than ' Beat to their knees '

It might be that Im expecting too much
That perhaps its not possible
My naive little images and thoughts
May have blocked out this possibility

You all mean the world to me
And this is how you repay?
To be honest Im surprised
That my temper is delayed

My spine feels the knifes scathing edge
Push it in a little more, finish the job
Am I such a red flag to you, bulls?
Is it me our connection annuls?

Is the heat I give off a scent to your missile?
Have I done something to you?

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