write
you'd love to know my life, an open-book
but i'm not for reading, i'm for writing
a page with lines for scrolling, scribbling and holding on your tongue, rolling
contemplating, but never getting an answer in these rhymes, these riddles,
you'll never know them.
must i close this novel, make it for eyes only that i choose
can i keep my destiny open for willing travelers to peruse?
if it not be a whispered word, a sullen secret that i write on my skin
what would it be? something different, would it be a sin to be in ecstasy?
frightened by the joy
of knowing life might hold a flame, a fickle, aching happy future
that i might live in, dwell in, laugh in, or would it be too truthful
to tell me that erased
is every faithful memory i clinged to in my solitude, that i'd have to face
a more fatal fate.
and would it bring tears of surrender to hear that, or would it be too late?
you know you don't understand anything i'm saying, so don't assume you do (please don't take that as harshness, i just don't want you to assume anything.. so ask me.. ok?)
bonsoir, mon amies.
but i'm not for reading, i'm for writing
a page with lines for scrolling, scribbling and holding on your tongue, rolling
contemplating, but never getting an answer in these rhymes, these riddles,
you'll never know them.
must i close this novel, make it for eyes only that i choose
can i keep my destiny open for willing travelers to peruse?
if it not be a whispered word, a sullen secret that i write on my skin
what would it be? something different, would it be a sin to be in ecstasy?
frightened by the joy
of knowing life might hold a flame, a fickle, aching happy future
that i might live in, dwell in, laugh in, or would it be too truthful
to tell me that erased
is every faithful memory i clinged to in my solitude, that i'd have to face
a more fatal fate.
and would it bring tears of surrender to hear that, or would it be too late?
you know you don't understand anything i'm saying, so don't assume you do (please don't take that as harshness, i just don't want you to assume anything.. so ask me.. ok?)
bonsoir, mon amies.