Sunday, February 24, 2008

Give up this fight.

because my feelings consume my very being
and I no longer know what i am seeing
and i can't afford to lose my mind again
for broken love every now and then

Friday, February 1, 2008

What's left but to write.


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What's left there to try?
when i can barely cry
and question the why
yet there's still no goodbye
and the river is dry
with the last of my sigh
and the both of our lies
always in a disguise


what's left there to say?
and convince me to stay
always feeling betrayed
maybe wait one more day
and we'll soon find a way
i do hope, and i pray
still these games we do play
yet we can't walk away


what's left there to think?
always feeling my heart sink
when i'm right on the brink
with this knot to unlink


what's left there to do?
when you want to be true
and all i feel is blue
well, i just haven't got a clue...


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