IF I TOLD YOU I WAS IN LOVE?
♥
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
9:48 PM
I didn't think anyone would believe me.
I feel... loved, very light.
The feeling is weird, feels icy.
Like as if I have someone.
Then realizing I don't.
Like my flesh and bones
Coming undone.
Maybe I'm in love with my surroundings?
Maybe I just love what I taste?
Maybe I love what I'm doing?
Or what somebody had said?
Or perhaps it was something I saw...
That made me feel complete.
Nothing makes me feel that way anymore, so to speak.
Maybe it was something someone had declared,
or maybe something I found out that has enlightened me.
All these are just maybes and perhaps.
All the fairy tales I read.
All the music I listen to.
All the paintings I observe.
All the things I discover.
All that knowledge. All that burden.
Keeping sane has just become harder.
A To-Do, a box on a checklist.
Damn, I wasn't sane on Monday.
Oh well. At least I check it off every other day.
Is that a life I lead?
Is that the path I seek?
To condemn the hatred and love
To ignoring an open door
Watching the leaves fall off
The petals turn gray
Saying that flowers bloom best in May
Snarling to the camera
Like a well-rehearsed Gene
Saying, hell I've got attitude
But only in a picture
Where it does not include
Words or the better
Of you
But all of that makes no sense.
Fire and ice
How can they intertwine
But only to create
Mounting tension and pain
A million fists raised in the air
Voices shouting to declare
That people are free
Free from what
We still feel pain
We still rejoice
But only
When the above
Tells us solely
To do as they say
Trust no one but us,
They manipulate with ease
We do not think you dumb,
or incapable
We just think
Things would be better
Done with experience.
I told you no one would believe me.
