• 20th August 2004 - By Zachariah Wiedeman

    Moments go by
    Like days that seem so long,
    And every day’s a Monday
    Here in my room.
    Where I bury myself alive
    In this graveyard that I keep.
    My meaningless belongings don’t even comfort me now.

    You’re torn from my embrace before I even feel your warmth.
    I used to think I was jaded before this.
    And though you haven’t even begun to turn and walk away
    You might as well be running.
    And all that I can think of is our last kiss.

    Days are so long,
    But months flicker past me.
    As I dive into a future
    Without you.
    I know that I can deal with it,
    But nothing in me wants to.
    So I occupy time in space and practice feeling numb.

    You’re torn from my embrace before I even feel your warmth.
    I used to think I was jaded before this.
    And though you haven’t even begun to turn and walk away
    You might as well be running.
    And all that I can think of is our last kiss.

    You go on,
    Go on and be happy,
    I never really was ‘til I met you.
    But life sometimes is just that way,
    And picking up the pieces
    I realize that I’m one of them
    Not knowing where I belong.
    Little now makes me feel alive
    Except for this painful breathing
    And the memory of your lips still lingers on.

    You’re torn from my embrace before I even feel your warmth.
    I used to think I was jaded before this.
    And though you haven’t even begun to turn and walk away
    You might as well be running.
    And all that I can think of is our last kiss.

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