May 06, 2006 02:55
Displaying this weakness, reeling in this sickness,
It's a scene meant only for your eyes.
You: the temptation, I just want you to notice,
Pay attention to my disguise; please pay your attention to my grand disguise.
You were the brightest of colors & most awakening of alarms,
You were the only one in the room.
But you dreamt of another while I laid in your arms,
I had the lonely shine of the moon.
The ghost of an obsession, lost cities of your past,
Houses of confessions, a fantasy that didn't last,
But the mark it made, that stayed.
Your head had my shoulder, you had my warmth in the winter,
I guess what it meant to me was far more than it should.
I watched you grow colder, watched you float away like a feather,
Watched and learned eventually that I just misunderstood.
My tongue painted your body, too many to commit to memory,
Every meaningless mistake, except for mine,
Lungs once filled now empty, never been so bitter and filthy,
You were so lucky to escape for a time.
But you fell back into the iridescent haze this time.