Your eyes are wounded;
Cold blooded eyes.
Shattered like auto(mobile) glass.
I’d hate to know you.
I got to know you.
And you notice I am lost
Without your guiding touch
To deceive me into your cold
Tight grasp of bitterness
And wanting and waiting
Its not easy to let go of you
Still I try to pull myself from your outstretched arms
My eyes always search for yours.
A child for her mothers consent.
I am always afraid that you’re gone.
Away from me.
Still I manage to bleed.
Always the last drop.
The last time.
I scream
you wont ever notice, I am
In dire need of a new friend.
A new everything.
I am
So broken.
Copyright 2004 Exodus
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