i'm sorry for me..
every word that escapes my lips..
every thought that refuses to bind
itself to silence.
and honesty is out of the question this time.
unfolding the blankets put to rest so long ago
calming storms that untamed slanderous tongues.
so here we are listening to eachothers' goodbyes,
placing fingers on skin that we never plan to feel
again.. not after these charades.
blasphemous hearts ceasing existance all at once.
so lets hear the guns..
serenading the night through the blank sheets
held in our palms beneath the quotations..
above the facade we can't help but live.
you sought every answer between lines..
covered each and every destination that inclined
itself to meet any of my needs..
and thoughtless, provocative slips falsified
your heart's deepest sighs and caught
me in a moment of unneeded heat.
i always stood a row above you..
spoke down when something wasn't right..
taking for granted all the words you layed
me to sleep with.. every breath you blew
in my direction in hopes of settled ground.
breaking the concrete isn't so hard these days..
stabbing needles into unready, unstanced arms
hasn't been regretful in the least.. if only
to forget about you for a minute.
and these trips flight madness comatose neurotic
melodramatic unease.. you fought the
restraints, bombed the harbors, captured
all of our enemies..
and this is how i'm repaying you.
screaming inconstant havoc.
so i'm done..
honesty has done its work this week..
relapsing my bipolar muse within
hollowed walls.
claim your apologies and don't plan
to hear my voice soon..
weaker windpipes rather die..
don't hang up..
find my departure through the silence
i leave behind my trailing lies
of everything is grand and i couldn't be
happier.
so please hear the depths of the things i can't say..
find my pieces, heart.. and i'll come back
once in awhile..
my puzzle won't be finished..
they incinerated every important part
before you came along.
so miss me..
i'll miss you.
