I won’t ask you why cuz you’ll just tell me a lie
Spinning indecision with a lack of precision
Which allows me to see the truth that is to be;
And with a loud sigh my heart starts to cry
For your manipulation has caused my degradation.
So now I’m a mere entity surviving thru subsistency
Whose inner being is no longer breathing
Because the void within was who I would’ve been.
But that ship has sailed and so has this tale
With the result being I am much harder at hearing
I can trust only myself and what lingers on my shelf;
They have no other souls to share their wicked goals
And this concrete abstraction satisfies my inhibitions
From divulging too much and not causing a fuss.
04.28.08, 7.30-7.38pm
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