*POP*

May 20, 2003 00:48

You fill me up with emptiness
like a balloon,
you leave me floating towards the sky,
but ready to pop and
fall lifelessly limp to the dirt.
You strike my heart with darkness,
like the man in the moon,
wearing a veil
hiding all the recurrances of black that
keep me in recession.
I hesitate as I leave the cliff,
and fall just short of higher ground,
all because your siren's call
kept my hand from the plow...
a past that gave me a refreshing breath of water.
Drink up,
as the world swirls to nothing.
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