Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Nothing of Cosequence

I press on past the point that you leave
I move beyond the thought that you are gone
I take a breath
And I see myself
And I fall apart
I'm shadowed in
I'm a waste again
you wanted more

I'm here
in place
self-fulfilling emptiness

I'm not the man that I was
I'm not the person you saw
You tried help me out
You tried to push me up
I tried to fade you out
Cause I'm not enough
I'm trapped within
Locked the gate again
you wanted more

I'm here
In place
Self-fulfilling Emptiness

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Great poem!
Happy fourth July.