Saturday, February 24, 2007
this nagging feeling...
sometimes i wonder if its all for real.
if all it takes are a few choice words to comfort and heal.
sometimes i wonder if they care at all.
if they meant what they said,not at all, not at all.
"ill always be there" and "u know i care"
weapons used to appease and dare.
those simple 3 words including an 'I' and a "U"
a nuclear pretence that shatters big walls blue.
i cant believe i gave my trust to you
when all along u never trusted me true
when all along u were the plastic ear that listens but never hears
stringing promises u made but kept to someone else dear.
Love, u call it.. Angst i say
u fall to pieces with every word he says
u fall to pieces with every touch and racy kiss he gives
u forget... once u were in my shoes, size 8, and lived.
and you.. i never knew.. i can never lay blame
sometimes superficiality is all a game.
but u have ure friends.. and i have mine..
yet sometimes i feel u are the best of times
so let me say once again what i feel deep within
this nagging feeling, this thing.. this thing
it grows in the depths like a worthless tumor
it sows hate and rage and nothing of humour
i feel it consuming me and me most
will i soon be of nothing but ghost?
a zombie-fied monster with nothing but hate
a girl lost in dreams and perfection and a wedding cake?
the irony.. i know.. of such plastic ideals
but who knows.. one day.. this heart may heal.
Bob Smurf at 12:08 AM