_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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I wish I could see
The path in front of me
If my eyes weren't so blurry
I might just be able to breathe
When I'm locked in my room
I feel like all of this belongs
No one pretends they don't notice
And no one tells me I'm wrong
This stranger only I can see
Writes the prettiest poetry to me
He called me a dark-haired goddess
And came to me in the loveliest dream
I guess I just want to be
I want to write pretty words
And leave a beautydream awed
When will they see me?
And I wish that someone might care
They say they do, but if they did
The would treat me so much better
Or leave me feeling beautified
And I pray to this absent god
Or just anyone who might listen
That someone someday will give
As much love to me as I to the other
Because no one likes to be in debt
I watch the fireworks scintillate the night
Everyone is awed by their light
Like stars they light the dark
And never are they alone
One day our bond will dazzle too
Have you ever been wounded
Without the predator ever knowing?
Have you ever hurt yourself?
I have, I have... and have you too?
We'll walk away and leave those motherfuckers behind
Never ever look back at them
With blurry eyes again
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