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You
The beauty of the music melts my ears,
burning its way through my memories,
I search for what I yearn, the lost years,
Traversing my memories. Hopelessly.
I laugh and smile, look you in the eyes.
The tender sweetness in my mouth,
I held your hands while you led the way,
I felt weak and limp, and very light.
Wicked desire holds me in place. While you
hold your gaze with your round brown eyes.
When you speak, when you smile. You
entice me to speak and smile. Likewise.
I am troubled and it is your fault,
You bring ecstasy. You see I'm weak,
not willful enough. It is your fault.
I desire, cave in and more I seek.
I run, run and run through all I've got.
It sores me to play these vile games.
I rot, rot, rot. My feelings, they only rot.
It stings to hear from you after days
too long to describe.
I can't pretend to be your friend.
I can no longer hide
the truth. I can no longer pretend
you are not what I want.
I feel lacerated and bruised beyond any
comprehesion. And guilt.
Forgive me.
