Sunday, July 11, 2010

if being alone is a curse
then what is this
i only wish to be cursed
my skin crawls with not enough space from fingers
from touchig
from embraces

when all im am wishing for is you to understand
i need space
between times
to get the look off your face
the look i can not return
its my weakness
i need more time
who ever didnt
who ever wouldnt

and i would never allow myself this luxury
to live without my own self destruction
what life would that be

demons inside my mind pull me away from the wanting arms
the loving arms
if they are yours today
they will be his tomorrow
and so on

run into the fire
i will dance into these flames
and ashes to ashes
we all fall down

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