black glass bloody knees

Black Glass..Bloody knees.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

you say.

I hear.

You say you love.

I hear you say.

You say you love me .

I hear you say it.

I breathe slowly. and with each breath

I wonder do you

do you really

Do you really love me?

Or is it just what I want to hear?

You smile and grasp ahold of my heart as I pull away.

I am afraid..so I pull away.

And you hold on. I am scared.

Scared of what?

What do you mean by that question?

What does it all mean?

I stab.

I prick.

I bleed.

Give it up. It is what I need.

The hopelessness is my enemy

The loniless is going to kill me

Give it all up before it takes under.

Give it all up..here under.

A small sacrifice.

On bended battered knees. I crawl. I beg. I indifferenciate that my feelings will be returned.

Am I foolish in my lack of hope ? to still beg for such a desire?

I cut my self on the black glass..It was shattered broken through.

I let you in. I told you the truth.

A small sacrifce To suffice.

For another bloody knee.

I would give it all up, If you would look my way.

I would walk to the ends of the earth, if you would mean it and say.

I would crawl over this glass and bleed blue blood. I would do it all.

I would swim your flood.

If you could just.

Love me.