Just A Lie

This is where our worlds collide Here, the grinding squelch that now is My tortured soul This is where it stands as a shadow Here, featureless in it’s expanse Barren and cold This is where I stand a shadow Here, as much less then times before Less than a man This is where I hear you say it Here, you profess your love and care And desire This is where I stand and take it Here, I care for and comfort you My time of need This is where I tell you once more Here, I say it over again Our time now gone This is where I stand and reflect Here, I see our past as if now And remember There I was in your time of need There, to give you comfort and to care When you faced all There I was doing my utmost There, you laughed again through the tears And it began There I was, always skeptical There, we tried despite everything There was some fun There I was hiding me away There, never opening to you Not once did I There I was, wanting to tell you There, wanting to say it, never Comfortable There I was making all the moves There, we went through all the motions Still felt nothing There I wasn’t and then I left This is where I came to live life Here, I told you it couldn’t be Our time had past This is where I felt the freedom Here, amidst this hectic new life Needed release This is where I heard of the news Here, I find you wouldn’t believe You just refused This is where I find you still cling Here, you keep tight hold of the past Of memories This is where I explain again Here, I say again it can’t be And you deny This is where I grow frustrated Here, wishing the issue would die And yet it grows This is where I become depressed Here, I begin to hate my life Expecting more This is where still I stand waiting Here, wanting only something real Anything This is where I give up on love Here, move on to hate hoping it Is at least real This is where I lose desire Here, waiting for true emotion Of any kind This is where I cease to live Here still I do stand Wanting but one thing For someone to read And understand it And to hold me tight And to tell me that It’ll be alright Even if they lieI'm not quite sure what to think of this myself, its mostly a vent Written January 24th, 2002 © on Jan 23 2002 03:36 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10