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Old 01-03-04, 05:46 AM   #1
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Sidewalks

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Lying in ruin with an empty bottle
my body is lifeless and im still hollow
my eyes glazed over the same
gazing into somethin i canot attain
black paper with glued sprinkles look back at me
only to realize that the perception is my galaxy
youre my world, i can see it in your eyes
youre love is my oxygen
and i have breathed you for the last time
my bottles run dry
and youve left me for the better kind
the sidewalk is cold as i lie on it
but my bodys still warm from when u died on it
its dark outside
the street lights beckon me
stumbling upwards to meet my grace
cruched by an empty bottle in a sacry place
i make my way back to you again
slow and steady, the knives in my back grow heavy
diffrent face, diffrent person
but its still u inside, standing on the corner
under the flickering yellow light that reads corona
the apartment above is on fire
and were showering in the ashes of our desires
everythin i ever gaze upon withers in my hand
i drop to a knee and find my bottle full again
the sober edge is comin back
the painfull reality mite return soon
the sad flower in my heart will never bloom
as long as i drown it in sweet sorrows god wrote
so the on coming comfort is rushed down my throat
the taste is a deternt that will be overcome
the burnin that i feel is what ive become
an annoyance, a failure to succeded
the only thing stopin you is wats stopin me
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