I take in and breathe out when you're near me.
I've been trying to replace your image, scent,
sound, with those of another.
Everytime that you show up I wish I could grow
out of this. Proud to say I'm a fake, but real
when you're away and I'm safe.
I've been thinking about getting into these
things that would keep you at bay or perhaps
just far away enough to make this easier.
Everyday ends up wasted in attempts.
I'm left spent still thinking of how we
met. How you easily forget and I can't.
I've been thinking that things could be
different if you weren't persistent.
If others could simply be satisfied.
Everytime I get close enough
to giving up. To lift me up. You twist me
back down into a spiraling discord.
I've been trying to replace your image, scent,
sound, but you've got me tanked.
I've been trying to forget to breathe in and take out,
but I only exhale when you're near.
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