Friday, July 31, 2009

I gave you all I thought I had

Offered my illusion to make a home with you

Really thought you wanted to make me happy

No matter what, you held my back

Was the size of my muscles

Or how broad my shoulders were?

Was my life too simple

Or my years not wise enough for you?

Were my goals and actions too real

Or my spirit too broken?

How better were they

That for minutes you gave yourself away?

For hours you dreamt away

Was my size a problem for you

Or the lack of girls I didn’t use like you had been?

Had I not been jerk enough?

Had I not had a horrible life to help me understand?

Was it that I didn’t worry about you

Like you could hurt like that?

How do you kiss after that?

And like, how do you say love without burning right there?

Is it not enough to mock my back

That you had to drag me there too?

I should have been buried there

Where the dead come alive again

And I should come back like a monster

So maybe I would have been loved

you left me wounded

but not enough to die soon…

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