|Hibernation of the Girl
Author: Faithless Juliet PM
my fingers no longer wished to stroke you?re face.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Drama - Words: 141 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-15-03 - id: 1381240
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Hibernation of the Girl
I'm sick of all of this. I'm sick of you.
that my fingers
no longer wished to stroke you're face.
I live in a tomb when I'm here
on the collective memories of this sweet feeling.
I'm dizzy with all of these choices.
I've clung to you for years
a child with unprotected sense.
Never mind that I became yours, body and soul.
My walls have struck back up again
plastered of stone and metal
to keep you
(the sweet boy who became a monster) out.
He says that I'm being ridicules,
that I'm still his spit fire angel
his poet writing, soul reading girl.
not when I feel like this, alone on the top stair
watching him through the doorway
loving another girl.