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And It Burns

by Amanda J Cobb

Lying in bed, trying to fall asleep,
listening to the music as the incense burns,
staring at the ceiling through the grey-hued dark,
I try to get you out of my mind.

Sing along to the words I don't really hear,
watch the smoke wisps floating through the air,
The light shines through the crack under the door.

Somewhere along the way you crawled past the point
between those I refuse to remember and those I can't forget.
It felt so strong, but feelings fade and I died -
you killed me slowly with your indecisive heart.

Late at night, I sat, writing random things -
crap about the world and how the shit hit the fan.
None of my songs meant a thing anymore.

I sat in my spinning chair outside of my room
watching meaningless words pass over the PC screen.
I tried to make a piece of art that really said something,
but looked in my heart and had nothing left to say.

Now even sleep can't provide an escape -
you know I'll dream of that insincere smile.
And all the while you'll laugh in the back of my mind.

Lying, I bled, starting to fall asleep,
listening to the blood rush as the fire burns,
staring at the ceiling I no longer see -
I finally got you out of my mind.

04/15/2000

Posted on 09/22/2001
Copyright © 2024 Amanda J Cobb

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