Sunday, July 6, 2014

Only one time...

There's only one time
I wish I could rewind.
With all my mistakes,
the one thing I'd erase
is my knowledge
of something unkind.

Best friend,
I wish you were a stranger
because then I could hate you
or look at you with anger
But as it stands,
my heart tries to understand
what my mind says is unthinkable.

If my body could forget,
maybe I wouldn't feel so sick...
But my muscles remember
My bones remember
What it was that you did.

And my heart with it's grief
It wants to believe
That this rain will someday cease.

July 6, 2014

It's true.

Nothing you do
will ever be good enough,
unless it's respect
that you give me.

The things you say...
The things you do...

It boggles my mind
that you are capable of such things.

To think that you
could be my friend
was wishful thinking.

I don't want to talk to you anymore.
The truth is overwhelming.