By Ali
Date: 2001 Jun 01
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[[2001.06.01.08.27.3920]]

Fighting

Almost forgotten realizations
Brought back to the surface
Self-hidden truths, dragged out into the light
Old wounds that never really healed, slashed open, again
My head is swimming, spinning, spitting
As if I was slipping in and out of consiciouness
But, no, no that'd be a relief from this
This nightmare, revisited...I am fully awake
Unable to stay, unable to turn away
Weak and pale, tired from this fight
Yet, what I'm fighting, I do not know
Maybe I'm fighting myself, again...
I hate this situation, that I walked into
But, I wasn't walking blind
I was walking with confidence, knowing all the risks
(Or at least hoping I did)
Now that confidence has failed me, as did you
And I have next to nothing left to loss...
When I heard the news, I almost couldn't breath
I had to blink back all those tears
I wasn't going to cry, then
I would cry later, when crying was more convenient
So, I said to the bearer of bad tiding
"I'm okay, I'm fine...I can't truly lose something
That I never really had.."
And what exactly did I think that I lost?
I didn't lose your memory, for that is mine to keep
And remember as I like, as you were, not as you are now
For the demon that you hide inside, finally leaped out
Reached into my chest, ripped out my bleeding heart
But, didn't kill me...
Wounded me, hurt me...stunned me, yes
How could you hurt me now, after all this time?
How can you still have that power, to make me bleed
To make me cry?
With all this distance, between us
Of land, and of heart...
How?
No, not why...why would be too complicated
An explanation I couldn't take right now
In this fragile state that I find myself
So, I ask this question of you...
How?
How did we end up quite like this?
I ask you this, and beseech you
One last time...hear me, and answer