Tumbling Down
In her longing, she abuses him,
She holds him down, against his will.
He escapes himself when nobody's around.
In the still evening, his mind meanders;
The mirage of boats lingers'
In his mind, he walks by the marina.
He once told her to take over his life,
"I can't handle this internal strife,
So won't you guide me?"
He tells me to take over,
The last moment he's got today.
All my dark thoughts locked up.
At the dock of the bay, as I stare;
I hope he makes me beautiful again.
Rough side of my wounded pride demands.
Feelings cause me to crave the contraband;
Actions that lust for denial;
Chemicals burn and crush the vial.
2006-09-21
19:53:26
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