Enough ( Read more... )

"What Hurts The Most"

it was not your face,
an image never far from mind.
it was not your voice,
that particular way of speaking.
it wasn't even your laugh,
with its infectious charm.

it was those words,
that i had wanted.
finally hearing them,

spoken to someone else.

"The Gun"

A friend once told me,
the story of a man
who loved a woman.

This woman was
everything he'd
needed,
and more than he'd
hoped to find.

One day
she left him.

Broken,
he put a gun
to his head.

She still doesn't
love him,
and he now has
half a face.

I turned out
not to be her,
but him.

I'd rather be
the gun.

Watch the horns
Throw a hat
Be so bright
Distract him
Expose yourself
Be a target
Risk it all
Entertain us
Be serious now
Tear your clothes
Get hurt still
Be barrel man
Do work together
Face the bull
Now,
To protect the fallen.

When he left,
One thing I had
Was my name;
But no one
I cared to use it.

One thing
He left me
Was alive,
But I didn't
Want it.

Words are my medium,
you should have known
I'd believe them.

Until my silly
broken heart
gave up,
and ceased its
useless beating.

It was not your face,
an image that is never far from mind.
It was not your voice,
or that particular way of speaking.
It wasn't even your laugh,
with its smile inducing charm.

It was those words,
that I had wanted,
finally hearing them.

Spoken to someone else.

that first moment.
it needs to be
perfect
strong
bold
confident
clear.
that sad girl.
she needs to be
independent
polished
witty
charming
focused.

the first time she sees him again,
she can't let him know she's broken.

that he was everything she'd had.

I don't deny that love is real, all I mean to say is simply that, it's not worth it ( Read more... )

My friend once told me
the story of a man
who loved a woman.

This woman was
everything he'd
ever needed,
and more than
he could ever
hope to find.

One day
she left him.

Broken
he put a gun
to his head.

She still doesn't
love him,
and he now has
only half a face.

I turned out
not to be her,
but him.

I'd rather be
the gun.