Thursday, May 14, 2009

the bridge in the darkness



I lie here staring in the dark
at what, I'm not sure
it looks like your pretty face
sometimes it feels as though the dark dares me
it dares me to feel, to think, to remember
to feel alive, or dead, just feel
you can't feel me...or see me
I know this because no matter how hard I tried or what I did,
you kept fucking telling me that you couldn't feel me,
you pretend, after all, I'm just a means to an end
I know that it's just a dare and would I jump off a
bridge on a dare?
...maybe, do you want me to?
'cause you know I will, whatever you need
here in the dark


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