Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Poetic Antic {Page 61}

Wrong

I died five times today
Barely hanging on
Things are left undone
I'm doing my best
Put me to the test
Nothing amazing
Stitching up loose seams

No longer searching for the future
No longer living today to die
Everything will be clear soon enough
I lie, I hurt, I cry

I can't sing the song
I was wrong
Forgive me
Fuck it, who cares anyway
I'll forget, gradually
Day by day

Eventually I'll find myself
Right now I'm just putting pieces together
Next time, if we meet
Trust me, I'll be better

So go on with your life
Don't worry about me
I'll find my own way
Sometimes I hurry, but
I'm in no rush at all
Just excited
Smile

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