Friday, May 2, 2008


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
They play with fragile parts
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
From the weight of those lies

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