Never close enough
Undeniably, I spin
Unashamed, you enjoy
If I could reach inside,
would I find a heart?
Or just something cold, and
Where do you matriculate from?
Is there a spring of evil, horrible
things somewhere in the darkness?
If so, I have obviously been wet,
and saturated by the fluid terror.
Unashamed, I love
Without conscience, you let me
All the while knowing,
that you will never return what you take.
My muscles contract in soreness
at the strength that it has taken to hold onto you.
My veins scream for oxegen,
because your hate smothers me from within.
Unashamed, I admit
Proud, you watch
As I walk away knowing
that you could never love
without destroying us both.
[This message has been edited by timothysangel1973 (08-26-2003 11:48 PM).]