Moving slowly towards you,
Like the smoke from your cigarette, almost transparent.
Every step I take, is another step towards the regret I know well both end up feeling.
Im keeping a tally of the times youve hurt me,
But who could keep track?
God? Clearly he has no interest.
Or has already sided with you.
Hanging onto the phone,
Dial tone in my ear.
Wanting to let go.
But how can I, when you never let me walk away?
How can I? When memories cant be erased.
Im waiting for the words to come,
But my voice is hoarse from screaming,
Yet Ive said nothing.
'It is done,' You say.
And I nod, knowing its a lie.
Is this just another nightmare?
Or am I facing death?
Doesnt seem to matter anymore.
I dont seem to matter anymore.
Walking slowly away from you,
Like the smoke from your cigarette, almost transparent.
