May 28, 2007 22:09
do my words really say so little?
Can you not feel them
hear them
literally breathe them in like air
I am falling into pieces
like icarus floating
in the sea of my undoing
but who will save me
surely not you
not you who cannot see
cannot hear
all of the innuendos
and flat out declarations
not you
who can breathe
without my air
without these words
which say so little
certainly you cannot save me
when you cannot even
save yourself....