I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
IM STILL TIRED by dave harm
I'm wore out... burned out... tired I dream... for just one day... of peace... quiet... restful sleep hands cover my eyes... I just weep I'm just so tired... this ain't life... ain't death either just a numb state of confusion where stress and responsibility become one I forgot how it feels to be alive... without worry I stare... at what... I don't know I'm numb... defeated... tired I wish I could cry to let others know I'm scared the mind is in overdrive trying to find answers I'm tired of the questions just want to run away everyday I die a little bit and I don't stop it I'm tired of being tired mentally drained physically weak I just don't care I'm tired of asking for help I'm tired of begging and pleading I'm tired of hoping for a day... that will never come I am so damn tired... |
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