Especially Goodbye by Feigning-Phainein, literature
Literature
Especially Goodbye
Well, I've nothing more to say to you
You've taken my words and twisted them
To mean something that I never knew
I had it in me to say.
When sweet whispers and soft lullabies
Become tainted, painted red,
Become the angry, raving war cries
Of a girl that I am not,
When my calm is brought to bubble,
To boil, to brew, to stew, to spoil,
To cause me, and us, naught but trouble
I know I've nothing more to say.
So, hello, how are you?
Keep this light, superficial
Mention nothing old and offer nothing new
Because of all the things I cannot say,
Most of all, I cannot pray,
Cannot fall prey,
To the ease with which you'll s
Shut up please.
I know that you are lonely, but you must believe that I want someone as badly as you do.
When you skip beats and dance between my ribs it makes it difficult to find us someone to love me.
And don't think that I can't feel you trying to race out of my chest.
Sometimes its better to stay captive.
It's not so bad to be lonely you know.
You should try it sometime instead of jumping from one boy to the next.
I know you need some one to keep you busy, keep you going, but for once I'd like to ignore you.
He isn't interested.
He never is.
And I hate when you break inside of me after tumbling down to plant butterfli
Why can't I grab you're attention
Forgotten attempts line the walls
Like lights leading to an awaiting promise
His aftershave clings to the tips of my boots
As I shuffle through the snow
Don't forget about the promise that lives for you
I may envy and crave, but you will not near me
Not close enough to hear my whispers
Of attempted seduction
I will never be the girl you lust for
My wits were left behind far too long ago
Abandoned in fear of sarcasm and insult
Through the hail, those have clung for shelter .
The only thing I have sentenced to frostbite
Are the qualities you might have desired
The qualities I wish I had
The
Oh where has the youth gone?
Escaped through my once brightly painted finger nails
Now dimmed with the light that once burned for me
Passion fizzled for things that now slip through the cracks made by squishy toes wriggling under dried sand
Splashing water to rinse the cynicism from my mind was towel dried by the runs on the beach
Fans slightly grazing my face because I didn't want to stand the heat
Each drop of sweat brought me closer to change, closer to knowledge hidden in wrinkles
I used to run from the present, from my currently depressing thoughts that slightly glimmer like old quarters that shouldn't be in circulation
When d
Sometimes I open my eyes
To see the fold of time
I see us run behind
The broken corners of my mind
And as we make a break
We double take
To see what we left behind
Lurking in the corners
of my mind
The shadows weep
below the heap
of forgotten promises
and we sweep
tattered laves
of memories
The quaking steps
Open my brain
And memory's leaves
Melt in the rain
Those guilt ridden drops
Wash away my worried thoughts
Drifting in the current
I'm brain washed
By your pounding breath