Friday, July 16, 2010

April 5th. 11:50PM....

Sparks fly, light the room
I'm done trying to talk to you.
What's the point? You're gone.
I don't know what else to do.
Mistakes weigh us down
Heavier than memories
What about the good times?
Laughing at our hopes and dreams
We've drifted away
Our tracks can't be retraced
I'm still running from the truth
How am I so easily replaced?
I meant that little, huh?
You didn't need me at all
I'm done trying to talk to you.
I'm done with your walls.

1 comment:

  1. I love the ending where its like your seeming to stand up after so much disrespect and show your a human being just like everyone else, and we dont deserve treatment like this. (Btw, I love the entire thing, but the ending was my favorite part.)

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