my divided sight of originality
has withered on the churchyard
where you left your sins
along with pieces of me
that stray back under the bed,
where you slept
where i should have stayed
never left
damn
im here again
loathing the mirror
where i find you laughing
at me
naturally
puppy eyes
that suck me beneath your undertow
of good intentions
blowing me kisses
full of smothering tension
asking me once more
please
how dare you ask please
how dare you fucking exist
right there in front of me
let me leave
we know i dont belong
we both know this is wrong
lost in a throng of confliction
chiding me
wearing me away
like metals of rust
thrusted through my spine
call it courage
call it my name
frame it on your stupid mind
remember
you're no longer mine
so wait in line
if you want me to care
tear your heart out
let me hear how well you can swear
not just whine
no
everything is not fucking fine
i feel the rise of my ample decline
whisper to me
"just let me die"
that'll be fine
let those pleas be mine
that'll be FINE
BUT I WONT MAKE YOU MINE
no
you'll never be
mine
Here's your knife back..
...
out of my heart at last
Just stop me from picking at the scabs
can't
stop
picking at the scabs
please
stop me
from letting
you
come back
Copyright 2005 DeprivedOfReason
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