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Saturday, January 15, 2011

It's Almost Like A Disease

Sit and wait. A fool for life. I can't shake you off. No matter how much time goes through my years, it's still the knife that keeps me bleeding. Even when you make it clear I'll never be what you are to me. I still can't seem to just turn away. You're eyes keep me lost in my own world.
My mind stays in an ever spinning state of confusion. A lost soul, in a world of self-glorying actions, I always keep mine to some how catch your attention. Though it never seems successful, I'll never stop trying to catch your eye. I only remember when I had you're thoughts to hold, now remaining in their place is the ice cold of loneliness. And I fear
I know
This is how it will remain, for the rest of my days. I'll move but I'll never move on. I was easy to leave, but you'll always have me.
You left my heart on the sidewalk of a broken street. I can't take it back, because I won't. You'll be over this, I'll lay underneath it's grave. Why?
I don't know.
I just....
Don't know...

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