Saturday, April 7, 2012

gold

as i flirt with the shadows. as i tempt the darkness. I walk a thin line between compassion and heartless. my heart's on my sleeve and bloods on her carcass.
Her name was Gold and she was priceless. I met her in a crisis. A chaotic vacuum of mud and ice picks.
We were each others salvation. She was my cleansing, i was her inebriation. A one year vacation from rabbit ears on her head transmitting static stations. And when all was sorted i was escorted back to the house where the windows were boarded.
For 13 months I sat between these walls alone in waiting. waiting for never ending winter. night fall. but i never bothered  to see if it snowed. i watch the floors grow mold as the paint on the ceiling erodes. I'm still here. And so are you. I thought this watch was magic but my soul's still black and blue. Not a moment passes, not a breath escapes. that you don't wander through my mind like we were holding hands just yesterday.
And i can let go, but to another I can't hang on. Ive heard a thousand melodies but you're still my favorite song.
i. will. never. stop. loving. you.

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