I
have nothing to say
My
personal feelings are my own
And
I shouldn’t have to explain them to anyone
We
go around in endless circles of static electricity
Pretending
our love is everything we ever desired
When
nothing could be further from the Buddha truth
I
tried resisting you, but knew I’d give in sooner rather than later
I
believe it’s the way the moonlight is held captive in your big beautiful eyes
And
how you make light out of the virtual darkness surrounding us like a plague
I
have nothing to share
Because
when attempting to put my emotions into motion you always end up using my words
against me
And
what’s the point of going the distance when you’re always so shutdown and
unwilling to give even an inch
The
irritant got bigger and bigger until all I could do was run and hide
I
made a fort out of the blankets in my bed and pretended I was 6 or 7 again
I’ll
never forget going on secret missions with my best friend Snoopy and how he
never pretended I wasn’t important or that what I had to share didn’t mean
something to him.
Charles Cicirella
6/10/16
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