My heart...the Trojan horse
Last night was harsh. Should I blame the music that brought memories, or should I blame the memories for haunting my music? Or should i curse the night for being so dark, and the moonlight losing her blue virginity on my window panes. The treacherous contrast of light that made the darkness crisp and harder to survive.
My mind is lost in questions, that seek no answer but a reassurance. The 'if only' verbs to which i lose parts of my longing. I don't know...
Should i have let you go when you forced me to leave and burned down the effigies of letters, that i hide beneath my tongue, promising a love that lied?
My days are a monotonous gray, my nights streamlined blue, fragmented pieces of leave me to reach out for you every moment, even as i write. Every now and then i find myself lying collapsed on the floor; barely holding myself up living up to vital signs that betray me to feign a life. Still in denial, still lost in hope...unable to believe the loss that has carved a name on each wall of my chambered heart. A name that echoes in the silent murmer of my chest.... Jasim
Last night was harsh. Should I blame the music that brought memories, or should I blame the memories for haunting my music? Or should i curse the night for being so dark, and the moonlight losing her blue virginity on my window panes. The treacherous contrast of light that made the darkness crisp and harder to survive.
My mind is lost in questions, that seek no answer but a reassurance. The 'if only' verbs to which i lose parts of my longing. I don't know...
Should i have let you go when you forced me to leave and burned down the effigies of letters, that i hide beneath my tongue, promising a love that lied?
My days are a monotonous gray, my nights streamlined blue, fragmented pieces of leave me to reach out for you every moment, even as i write. Every now and then i find myself lying collapsed on the floor; barely holding myself up living up to vital signs that betray me to feign a life. Still in denial, still lost in hope...unable to believe the loss that has carved a name on each wall of my chambered heart. A name that echoes in the silent murmer of my chest.... Jasim
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