Friday, September 09, 2005

A hole in my head peeps
Tears of blood my soul cries
As I try to seize them drop by drop
My cup is brimming
And there seems to be no stopping them

The look in your eyes lies
I can feel you’re trying to sympathize
Those lips tend to smile
When I begin to weep, you transform
Into somebody, I don’t recognize

The thumping of my heart, earsplitting
In this silence neither you’re breath
I can distinguish
The words that used to represent everything
At this point, barely means a thing

I’m gliding on your empty words
Swimming in the sterility of the promise,
You’ve evasively made before me
Well I’m still here… struggling and hustling
Toiling with the reality that your words have failed me

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