iam a drama queen
they say you're the best i've seen
can i be so oblivious to the shadows?
like the rest of you are...
i am what you're after
broken mirrors and blood in a jar
there's a hand on my mouth
and i cant scream
i cant bleed for u tonight
i have tried before but fuck it i cant shout
i am naked for you, does that make me right?
like poison apples of eden
like the touch of your skin
i am like a dead leaf blowing away
yellow and dry in the autumn wind
so close,yet so far
i cannot be where you are
one step closer to the shame
and two steps away from where i was...
2 comments:
hmm...
good one...
and the lines...
almost perfect....
nice poem -kabeer
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