Somewhere in the Crawlspace

I've felt it since that night at the Crashdown I've known you've been there somewhere And suddenly a bullot hit my stomach again I could only scream for someone to stop the screams But even that would just echo off these walls I find myself hiding Somewhere in the crawspace Wondering if this could have been the place Or if anywhere would have ever been the first time Or if never is now forever and I'm just empty You've been a living part of me since my mind goes back As a dying part of me dies I can only wish I had died All the times I've cried and all the times I've lied Once I said I didn't want to die for you Words spoken through me as a puppet I'd take back in a heartbeat I find myself hiding Somewhere in the crawspace Wondering what we could have become And glaring at what I've made of myself Now that'll we'll never I don't think I'll ever You stood beside me and put yourself in danger Over and over and over again And I can't bare that I can't do the same for you I'm too weak and now I'm getting weaker And I'm hurting but that's hardly the start I find myself hiding Somewhere in the crawlspace Wondering if things are meant to be I kept running thinking there'd be time to retrace my steps Now I've missed your flesh and I missed your touch I missed your life and I missed your love But the most I regret is that I missed saving you I missed dying for you but I'm still going to die Only now it'll be aloneThis is a poem I wrote for www.fanfiction.net... I wrote it from the point of view of Liz from Roswell when she thought Max died... If you don't watch the show, you should still be able to get a feeling for it. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 02:40 PM PST   0 • 10