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By cjking Submitted by hairdiva Date: 2007 Mar 13 Comment on this Work [[2007.03.13.05.20.9820]] |
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There is concrete running in my veins And as it reaches my heart and hardens I don't feel you I just can't feel you anymore. Like a tourniquet, sent from an entity I have not yet met It stops my bleeding, stops my reeling It conquers all my writhing in the night With a grace that I can only see a a belated nod. And I am humbled, in the face of it. I still rise, and go about my day Like the adults that I railed against in my youth How could you, I raged, how can you be so hard inside. But now I know, and I do take the time To tell my mother: I didn't know, I say I didn't know that the passion, the sheer need to feel Would take my breath, my sleep, my entire life. If I did't find a way to step away from it, sometimes Suck it up, harden up, find a way To finally. painstakingly, methodically And sometimes in the most self-destuctive ways Turn myself into concrete inside. So I can't feel you anymore. Just so I can't feel you, all of you, anymore. Just to live a life like your's. Just to live a life Like your's. |