. who are you

May 02, 2007 07:08

i met you 3 some odds ago,
we had those conversations.
spilt and rolling over our past

now i'm here.
the last one
u claimed u had a plan
but it fell through those cracks,
pins and needles torturing you.

can't even pretend like i understand,
but i was the sucker, mani pulation
and how real are you?

does a word that come sout the truth.
you just left. will you come back?
or will you run from this past thats been chasing you.

if i were i'd run. but if you stay,
you could get it right. you could get a chance.
you just have to believe, and cashing those checks
that aren't even yours. digger yourself deeper.

it's 7:12 am. and u had to be to court,
remember? or did those slits in the concrete
pull you into wherever you wanted to be?

i know its not what u want.
i know you have the power.
and i would take a bullet for this person,
you say you barely know.

my heart. stomped. i enabled.
responsible? guilt?
fuck this. i tried.
u return here this morning
and u walk in that door.
and. . maybe i'll help you just for today because no one else will.

blow yourself up. crack those crackerjacks.
and your still here. your not going anywhere.
remember. that time. we spilld our guts inside
that indented windows sill.

where are we now?
how can we be.. we can't.
thats a fantasy. a dream thats not gonna ever happen.
i'm not awake and your not ever gonna understand.. ..
how this. hurts. the sacrifices i've made to help you.

maybe one day you'll remember.
maybe one day.. everything will be perfect.
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