Friday, May 2, 2008

STRAIGHT SHOOTER

My sighs
They seep from my soul
Like your lies
They seep into my soul
You never cared to tell the truth
Like I covered my ears and shouted to stop knowing it
I suppose a lie
A lie would be the best
Tell me lies
Sick and twisted lies
Twist my mind
Sicken my soul
Your fingers
Reaching
They play with fragile parts
Invisible
And oh so delicate
I feel them pass through
Will I be unaffected?
I am afraid not
You are oblivious
Or maybe not
Because you seem to enjoy it too much
Gray and blue in the dark
I lean in on myself
Collapsing
From the weight of those lies

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