i have not cried so much as a tear for
the longest of times. i havent thought
about everything the world has dealt me,
since i've loved you so wholly again.
but now, i have a vacancy, filling everyone i touch;
a consuming tune, even as our song plays
through the broken radio of my dreams.
you have forgotten that i too, must cry.
there are innumerable emotions, often on the brink
of breaking away from my feeble body-
often feeling as i am nothing more than a tight restraint
for the hell that i have masterminded.
i am a crazy mix of emotion and blurs throughout
an enchanted night, where silence can exist
only in light, and the words are uttered with a serpents tounge,
attacking the very breath it carries itself on.
feeling trapped,
but dignified. knowing it is causing torturous
strain inside any depth, through the core
of any soul.

perhaps it is my own resiliancy,
perhaps it is my own mundane nature.
but i have not shed a tear for so long,
and, even as i am listening
to the song we declared our own,
the emptiness left by your void
can not bring itself to be filled with tears.

07/01/2003

Posted on 07/01/2003
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