Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Unspoken, Thrice.

Time to fight, lets make it tooth and nail. Thing ain't right, tried makin' em better, freaking fail.
Runaway, why do you care? What say? Your presense is quite rare. Now i'm broken, on my knees. Love unspoken, dirty as grease.
When i loved you, youre the one i thought about. The one i cared about. Your opinions were my goals. You wish was my command. You love was my medicine.
I died.
Its sad to say none ever felt this way. Who's left to pass on this tale through the family trees? Whats left to ever preserve, why is it that we're drifting apart and breaking like a dried tree. Darkness upon the horizon, the one never bored a rainbow. Never a glint of happiness on your emerald eyes. My life for your happiness.
I died.
All i want is you. Sacrifices along my way seem to make it impossible. Who am i? Do you know? Oh crudd! No? I'm the one who sent you those chocolates on your birthday. The note under your desk, the card in your backpack. The kitten on your front porch. The one who you never notice. The who whose cared for you all along. The one who has no idea what its like to be rejected. The one who feels nothing but isolation. The one with the small life and huge dreams. As huge as you, or your ego? Doesn't matter anyways, why? Cuz i died. Thrice.

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