Sunday, April 5, 2009

moping

In this cold dark night

I long for you

You whom I wish to be with

Wondering

Waiting

Hoping

While all my time I kill

Thinking

When will we be ever together

Asking

Why do we have to be so far

In my mind I run this things

In my secluded little imagination

I think that we’re together

Thinking we’ll never part

As the time pass me by

Watch me fade

See my all go down the drain

Stare at me while I stare back

Drenched and abandoned

In this dark corner

A pin drop I hear

And the water leaking from above

Quenching the thirsty abyss

From hereon forth

I commence myself

I’ll wait

My heart beats

My blood flows

Time does no exist

For I am parallel

To this non-existent dimension

I’m here and I’m not

So far yet so close

So clear yet so vague

Nothing is definite

For like me

I ask

When will all this be resolved

Be me

Think like me

But be you

And act like me

Aha!, pretend

I’ve had enough of this

Part by part

Piece by piece

I’m absorbed by this

A dark hole created by my mind

Infinity it reaches

Yet nothingness in the end

Rip me into your will

For I have abandoned myself

I left me in the world unknown

Just to run away

Yes, to runaway from my distress

Give me a reason

That I may live

But for this reason

I die in vain

Give me your life

And I’ll be numb

For it is not mine

Give me your heart

That I may step on it

I’ll make you cry

Give me your meaning

And I’ll wear your mask

For I am in no need to live by my own

Do not explain

Do not ponder

For I

Yes, me, myself

Will always be just

And yet another memory

Free me

And you’ll be damned

Cry for me

And I’ll look down at you

In my death I wish to see no tear

For in your tears

My very soul is reaped apart

Forgive me

For I have sinned

Forget me

For I have brought forth pain

Hate me

For my wishes be done

Love me

For thy pleasure you seek

I am but another doll

Broken by fear of distrust

Uncomfortable fitting in

And surely fired up by doubt

Think of me like summer

You, drenching in the heat

Think of me like autumn

For everything I come close with

Dies and withers

Think of me like winter

Cold, depressing and harsh

But never think of me like spring

For I renew nothing

And I am never gentle

Then again I go back to my world

A world I made with you and me in it

Am I just imagining

I hope not

For in this short life

All I wanted to be

Is to be me

Along with everything I cared for

Who doesn’t…..

1 comment:

  1. I miss you babe, this time of no communication is only for a while and when the time comes that we will speak again I will be there waiting (always). I long for you so much that my heart cannot comprehend the pain that comes in your absence. That pain is the pain that comes from the other half of me being unable to be seen. I love you so much Abi. We will be one again soon.

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