SuicidaL–
08.24.07

sometimes i tilt my head up to the sky and cock it to the
side an inch or two wondering if i could
just reach up and touch the clouds, to stroke
them innocently with my delicate,((ohsofragile))
fingers, to only realize that they disappear the
moment they sense your presence, to learn it the
hard way and to feel the bitterness and
disappointment when everything's gone and to know
that nothing will come back, not ever, because
.nothinglastsforever.

pretending won't do anything
not believing will help to some extent
and to walk away,
is just wrong

say your farewells, say goodbye,
this is the end of a start, the beginning
of a finish line.

Life's tough, unfair,
just deal with it the mindless crowds and disorientated mobs yell,
just deal with it!

Night after night, i looked into the glass lake and
into my bronze eyes (not gold)
and saw what i thought i would find
just a little girl,
pretending it's all alright
not believing the obvious truth
a girl, who just wants to close her eyes,
Walk away.

Time after time, i looked into the cracked mirror and
into my broken, torn heart
and saw what it was trying to hide
a heart held together by a
crude web of cheap lies, that's all.
and

sometimes i tilt my head up to the sky and cock it to the
side an inch or two, wondering what i should
do in days like these when i'm drowning all alone, in my
.own.little.world.