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You told me nine times before and you said that her touch was not love all these years. |
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You said that she stole and lied and you said to be "brave like me". |
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And I couldn't believe when you said outlive, but |
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I must come out and face the unwilling terms. |
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These eyes they are old and can only focus on the son that |
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I was, the wrong that |
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I was. I tried to gape the teeth just so the water could fill my lungs. |
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And all this time |
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I thought |
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I was drowning and all this time she made me and you caged me and beat me. |
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These shackles reek of your cologne and manipulative phrases. |
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She is dying and |
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I wish Hell upon you one thousand times a day. |
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I have her graft inside of me, she sewed this body and made these eyes. |
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She put them in my head and gave me life. |
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You gave me hate, greed, confusion and a shimmering blurred backhand of your affection. |
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She is dying and |
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I have come to realize this. |
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He is breathing but should have stopped a long time ago. |
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I know his heart quit but |
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I have no reason for him to give anything. |
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And she is dying and |
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I have missed her life. |
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She gave everything to me, |
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I have so much conscience tied to my neck. |
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I want to swim atop of this sea and give her all the love which has so diligently fallen under lock and key. it was so uneven and the anchor that |
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I have woven is weighing and pulling me down to the bottom of this ocean. |
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And I wish |
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I could spread my wings far enough to stop this fall from grace but there is nothing |
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I can do. |