AngelsAndAirwaves
Confusion
Saturday, December 13, 2008 , 9:05 AM

Confusion-A different type of poetry.

I honestly don't know whether it's you,
I can't tell the difference between it.
You don't seem to notice the pain i bear when you look at me.
You never seem to give a second thought about what I tell you.
At the times I need you to hold me,you're never there.
in my life AI can never feel safe because of the feeling of paranoia in my gut.
I keep wishing you'd look at me, pay attention to what I have to say.
I just don't know how I can carry on, yet I still do.
I'm like iron with ice water, slowly wearing away, bits of me, crumbling to dust.
I'm like a lawyer with a failed case, how terribly I am sorry for myself.
I'm like me, with out you.
Goodbye.
Tear my heart away, Pull my soul out.
Rip me open, then crush me.
Our final moment, shared with nothing but a kiss.
What a moment to behold.
Tears now streaming down my face.
I Love You.

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