I have walked the path of desire
bystepping the corpses strewn along the side
Rivers of tears flow from emotionally devoid faces upon the casualties of war
Giving me reason to still believe in being a draftdodger
I don't mind the bleeding from a wound
as long as it isn't my heart
grown as cold as ice and just as fragile
How easily it would shatter upon impact from words of desire shot through your lips
that I had tasted such sweetness from before
To be left lying down on the ground after the smoke had cleared
I would join those corpses
...If I chose to walk that path of desire you lead me to
But I continue to walk alongside
trying to find a reason to journey it

I lean forward to those still breathing
and listen to their whispers
...Something about love being nothing more than broken promises spoken from lovers who held razors in their hands while holding each other tight
Cutting with such precision, that the pain was never felt
Until they found they were being bled dry by noticing the puddle of emotions draining at their feet
Left by the wayside as warnings
and there are those who choose to ignore
Intent on pursuing the path of desire
whereas I chose to pursue you
Little did I know, all would reach the same objective

...You are desire
I, a statistic, join the corpses

11/08/2002

Posted on 11/09/2002
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