21To Breathe Those Words
These things left unsaid
Flicker through my head
Like the harsh neon glare
Of the lamp above me
From to .
Wish I could tell you
How ugly I am
Even as I pretend
And lie to myself
That I am pretty in your eyes.
•
I never know how to start
To tell you how I'm falling apart
That my heart needs mending
And my soul yearns for healing
But these hollow empty words
Really mean nothing.
•
Maybe I should have
Loved someone else instead
Even if I didn't
Want to get laid and
He loved the bed more than I.
(I think I might have made you up in my head)
How do I explain
That I'm not breathing
Just exchanging gases
With my surroundings
While pleading for a single kiss
(I miss you so and my blood is running low)
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I never know how to start
To tell you how I'm falling apart
That my heart needs mending
And my soul yearns for healing
But these hollow empty words
Really mean nothing.
•
I want to hold your face,
You who stole that
Place in my core
Before I leave in the
Windowless one-way transport home
Just to tell you
How beautiful you were
When you smiled through that
Polished door and tore
My resolve forever more.
I never know how to start
To tell you how I'm falling apart
That my heart needs mending
And my soul yearns for healing
But these hollow empty words
Really mean nothing.
Sing me a farewell
As I walk up that stairwell
To hell.
Written: 26.12.03
A/N: (I) thought you (M)ight l(I)ke to (S)ee this little (S)omething that I wrote while (Y)ou were way (O)ver in Cambodia while (U)nlucky me was here.
As you probably can tell, I am really horrid at this kind of 'simple' romantic poetry. It is a song really, but obviously it sounds better when there's music. There's a little Plath reference.
- ® Pris Yeo ® -