Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Stilled

Like trudging through quicksand frozen in time
Or searching for a treasure filled with space
My will has been defeated, redefined
I reconstruct my tears from endless grace
Self pity and false pride will not defer
Your losses to your hopeless, faithless fear
But leaving me will leave you to concur
With feelings taught to you over the years
You take no actions to reach for my hand
Choosing to selfishly break no one's fall
Stepping upon my heartache as I land,
You never understood my love at all
I walk into the quicksand on my own
Unaware that you will never come home

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