Today
Today
Another Monday has come and gone...the madness has dissipated
and the silence has fell like a snowflake;
slowly, quietly yet very surely
how long does it take
for you to recognize that you were wounded
beyond repair;
denial and blame gaming won't work
yet the silence cuts like a knife
through the most precious part of me
my memories...
cold hands against warm flesh
your biting stare of pleasure when i walk into the room
all sense of me gone....
with each snowflake that falls
it disappears...my love
my memory... "me"
here we are again, same room different time
no memory of life before and yet
you want me to respond to you in the same way
impossible...each snowflake is different...
each shattered memory the same...
they all lead to desolation...
of body, mind and soul
and yet you speak to me in your drunken slur
as if absolutely nothing has happened
nothing has changed
how could you? the pain in my eyes
is from you...
the pain in my heart
from you too
you...the one who says he loves me the most
the bestest...
little did i know what that meant...
"the best"...
tears fall down my cheecks like
snowflakes in the winter
each different...with a different memory associated....
a different time...
somebody help me...i feel like i am fading away...
no sense of history, no feel for the future...
time will tell...
have you ever truly looked at a snowflake?
what do they really look like...
law
01*08*07
Another Monday has come and gone...the madness has dissipated
and the silence has fell like a snowflake;
slowly, quietly yet very surely
how long does it take
for you to recognize that you were wounded
beyond repair;
denial and blame gaming won't work
yet the silence cuts like a knife
through the most precious part of me
my memories...
cold hands against warm flesh
your biting stare of pleasure when i walk into the room
all sense of me gone....
with each snowflake that falls
it disappears...my love
my memory... "me"
here we are again, same room different time
no memory of life before and yet
you want me to respond to you in the same way
impossible...each snowflake is different...
each shattered memory the same...
they all lead to desolation...
of body, mind and soul
and yet you speak to me in your drunken slur
as if absolutely nothing has happened
nothing has changed
how could you? the pain in my eyes
is from you...
the pain in my heart
from you too
you...the one who says he loves me the most
the bestest...
little did i know what that meant...
"the best"...
tears fall down my cheecks like
snowflakes in the winter
each different...with a different memory associated....
a different time...
somebody help me...i feel like i am fading away...
no sense of history, no feel for the future...
time will tell...
have you ever truly looked at a snowflake?
what do they really look like...
law
01*08*07