Wednesday, September 16, 2009

almost not asleep at all

late one day the streets went dark
i could be mistaken about where you werent
but never really had to
then the fog rolled in

if i could taste the air you'd know id breathe
instead im left here or there
left for dead, wondering my way through the haze
the mascara runs and sinks deep

i knew she only wished for it away

there was a broken window
i peered inside and took the leap
i dove deep inside

the water ran over my face and her
we tried but never could
she lit the fire that caught me
i cut the web and away we swang
she ran closer to the flame
i took the blame
now covered in shame

but it was one hell of a time

i fell through the hole in the floor
cut myself but didnt care
you were curious
werent you

i was

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