broken mirrors
"Hearts in the mirror may more broken than they appear"
I label you my heartbreaker
innocent and tantric
you shouldnt be concerned
nor will you ever know
but I think I just came to accept
its all a lot more than I realized
visions and dreams
remembering all that is fake
and ignoring the real
with all thats at stake
I guess thats unhealthy
still, the touch of your lips
that was just such bliss
got quite addicting
self infliction
through coming back to earth
my wings have fallen
and while yours still stay by your side
I cant fault an angel
for just wanting someone to confide
The way we all are
always looking to lay the blame
this time its all on me
for driving myself insane
desiring that kiss
holding of a hand
just lying on the beach
being one with the sand
living out our fantasies
give or take a few
especially the ones
when im always with you
So place the concrete
and fortify the heart
lets nip this in the bud
before our rose can bloom
seal off the part of me
that knows your perfect
because i know i'll see you soon
and I dont want to bend
real men wont buckle
I just wish you saw my hand
before it got a reshuffle
months from now I'll probably change
and those lips wont plague my mind
your hips wont sway my decisions
and staring at you wont make me stumble
I'll be a lot more put together
but feeling so torn apart
Yet I'll ignore it all
and laying on the freshly cut grass
being one with the ground
living out our fantasies
without ever making a sound
and maybe i'll share a couple
give or take a few
especially the ones
when I was always with you

1 Comments:
Sad, heartbroken...and now I'm wondering, based on this poem, if you're the type who, like me, refuses to allow blame to fall on the ones who hurt you (me)?
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