Wildflowers

Wildflowers

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Another poem from my myspace Sept 2007

there is no answer to the questions you are asking me
I have none
It wont be alright because its the end
A single black rose wont make me bleed
A different perspective couldnt change the pain
It wont be the same because I wont be the same
Once you're done with me.
I wont be able to open up
I wont be able to give you what you need
Its over and done with, walk away from me.
This single black rose you given me.
You complained I was cold hearted and mean
Now you want to be back
I cant give you anymore than I can give myself...
And trust me that isnt much
Love is a commodity and it isnt cheap
Im shy and stupid and I dont know whats good for me
I poison myself again and again
You cant think that a single black rose can do it... or can it?
That single black rose you gave me...
Although its fake,
Gave me reason to push aside the pain and the mistrust that I have created
I never thought someone would want to be with me
Til that single black rose.
I will try to open up
Loosen my grip on my heart
I will try to accept the reason you are here
cuz longing for love never got anyone anywhere
longing for air doesnt bring air
Longing for touch doesnt bring touch.
I need to try to surface and make a stand.

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