Sunday, August 5, 2007

Can't Make Me Feel, Any Less Alone


Lies and fortitude

Let her forgive,

The many

Among her

Cannot;

Told this fact,

She lets it go

Merely

To not ever forget

Looking him in the

Eyes

The gut feeling

Brings stings;

Detesting his strength,

Prowess,

Of loving her

Giving everything

She lets go

As she views,

Many wrinkles form

Around the brown spheres

Now glowing

With wetness

Thinking of his actions

He swallows himself

Everything blurred now

‘Why?’ he asks

It wasn’t worth it

A cent

Nor

A dollar


1 comment:

Kelly said...

that was amazing. how are you? we haven't talked in a while...