Saturday, May 29, 2010

Run Chelly, Run.

I try to run as far away as I possibly can

From all the whiplashes of truth

But my lungs will never take me far enough to miss the tip of the whip

It always hurts the most

I cry tears of blood to stain my skin with the reality that this is who I am

Streams of blood cells that give me life

Running down my arms like runners of a marathon

I wish I had their adrenaline

I wish I had a shot of life for every moment I think of not having enough time to live

I wish I could kiss without thinking this is my last time kissing you

I wish I could hold you forever and never worry about how much time will go by before I get to feel them again

Inhale

Exhale

I need your air

Fresh, exuberant, I want you

I hate to need, but I always love to want you

A hidden secret, the forbidden fruit of my garden

I always bite

Enjoying my eternal burden of this forever sin

Let the juices of your goodness trail down the sides of my mouth

Savoring every last drop, I feed off of you

A living parasite but you never try to kill me off

I cannot lie to myself

I need you as you want me

The difference is too big for me to handle

I’ve never been so close to someone and yet feel so far away

Pores intertwining with pores

And still the emotional line is cut off

Heart to heart, impossible

Skin to skin, inevitable

I need to get away from you

I need to run

I need to move

But I can’t.

My legs will never take me far

My lungs won’t allow it

They need you as much as I do

What’s life without you?

Life with no air

Flat-line. The machine beeps too loud

I hear your voice even as I float into nirvana.

Happiness, finally.

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