Sunday, June 20, 2010

My head skyward

what comes after the end?
If you said that it was going to be OK
but you never told me that the most insignificant movement,
coming from you,
would act as the most toxic input upon me.

I wonder if one day you will be able to finish what you started
just kill me and take my pain away.
You said... you thought, it was going to work
but what you don't know
its that I'm so weak that nothing inside of me is alive
You poisoned my veins and the blood that feeds them 

I will pretend..I will act
everybody just sees what is outside
but deep..deep inside of me is my heart 
which as a corpse is dead and cold
 I will keep my head skyward.

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