Saturday, November 6, 2010

All I Could Of Ever Done For Myself

In the back of the room I stand quietly,
in the back of my mind, I hear your name silently.
There is melancholy clouds over my head,
the sad dark rain drips like my faucet is broken.
Unpaired eyes dare not to look at you,
I want to be thinking of us, but it's not as if you already knew.

Stop from the beating of my heart,
I need to breathe,
(Lungs caving in, brain giving out)
Proceed to give make me wish,
what I'm missing,
(Thoughts collapsing, senses failing)

In a crowded room, I'm noticing nothing else,
I have to shut down, it's all I could ever do for myself.

You taken in dismay like a champion,
I halt in my tracks, as if my feet are frozen.
Time in suspension from the lights and sound,
my vacant body is becoming oddly renowned.
Itching at the sides of each square inch,
nails and soft skin build a fever from the switch.

Stop from the beating of my heart,
I need to breathe,
(Lungs caving in, brain giving out)
Proceed to give make me wish,
what I'm missing,
(Thoughts collapsing, senses failing)

Stop from the beating of my heart,
I need to breathe,
(Lungs caving in, brain giving out)
Proceed to give make me wish,
what I'm missing,
(Thoughts collapsing, senses failing)

In a crowded room, I'm noticing nothing else,
I have to shut down, it's all I could ever do for myself.

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