And yet again my stomach churns
As I see your faded face
Factual as it may sound
glancing at me
pretty faded features
And leisure's
I can't even enjoy
the image of you anymore...
And thought it may be small talk
Rambling about today or last week
the feeling of your falsehoods
bury their pitiful
lines of salvation into my system
Clog my minds eye
For I can not see you
Then again, do I want too.
When you took my heart
With fingers, crushing love...
poking the promise....
pinching the very existence...
of us, or is that we
or is that me
all alone.
Too much static on the
telephone.
"I miss talking to you..."
What is it you miss?
As the tears fall from that
bliss, but I realize
through crying eyes....
You know not what you want.
You don't know what to say.
Yet you know through my voice
everything magically becomes O.K.
Makes me realize
Yet again....
Heal make me see
Heal let me know to be
Heal let me make it right
Heal let us stop the fight
Not between you
Not between me
But between all these dreams
that can't be
And leave...
And yet alone we go our
separate ways.....
By Kelly C. O'Donnell
01/06
©2000