Wednesday, November 3, 2010

wings

Up in the air and under the clouds, will there ever be a time and place where you can love me somehow? The water's clear, salted and pure from even the times it hits beaches and oil spills endured. The most damage one can do to someone is to say I hate you, one of the worst things to experience in life, other than death, is love. You see love and hate comes into one, like eroded earth it comes back as dirt. So even though sometimes you love me sometimes it hurts, even if it kills me. I work. Hardly ever to misinterpret anythin you say. Hard to say I'm sorry, even harder so that you love me. Only time and place was about 10 mins before my flight, a bit too late to reminisce about us. You'd think there would be us after you come scourin through the woods of my bein, knowin that months ago, flooded phones resorted to endless ringin. Enough is enough I really realized, a friend like you sure is a disguise. Never have i ever been through so much heartache than with you. You pushed to shove, when i pushed for love. Pullin away each other's spirits, weighin down to the point ive fallen down to the abyss i can no longer see you. This is where you brought me to. This darkness fills me with hollow, raw and unconditional sorrow but now i see the light i choose to follow. You dissappear like a nimbus cloud, i scream for help with a thunderous loud cry, i no longer wish to die. I've grown better older and wise. I've grown wings now I'm able to fly. I've said it once but this time I mean it. Goodbye my companion, it's been great but now were done. Understand it, leave it alone and run.

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