Saturday, August 17, 2013

Kryptonite.

Run.
Get far away from me.
I am dragging the both of us down.
We will never be, don't you see.
You have to flee.
To you I am bound.

You cause more pain than pleasure.
No one else can measure.
I searched the world and thereafter
I found no one that mattered.

This is not our reality, he spits
He always tries to quit, he can't
I always pull him in, he comes.
I reach for him, but he is already done.
and then he is gone.

Confused and yet again alone.
I am left waiting by the telephone.
I close my eyes, burning hot
The tears stream down, I don't make a sound
I can't.

Kelly Rose.

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