Monday, November 18, 2013

Maybe I'm not what you were after, after all.
Maybe it was sweet and simple while it lasted.
You start to learn the details,
See the creases up close and wonder,
"Is it the vision I want to see before me?"

Distance of physical,
Distant tonight and wondering if it's really right.
Can't help but feel a little helpless.
Can't stop my mind from brewing madness
In the ever-expanding future before me.

I could be simpler. Could fall down lightly
On the bed of a familiar house,
Tend to my mind and make myself right.
Spend the procession of years in
A quiet place and retreat from chances.

I might just run my heart down, like this.
It's all I've ever been good at doing.
Because I'm better at pushing away,
No one gets to see how much I struggle
With a given day. Easier to turn away.

Turn away, don't turn away. Stand up straight,
Don't fall for this. Come to me, stop breaking me down.
Stop caring, please stay. Are you running? Why
Am I running? What is this? Who am I to you?
What is this I feel? I'm scared. I'm scarred.


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