i wrote this while i was falling asleep. tired words from tired head with tired eyes guiding slow text.
tears of sickening silver
turned black, as this day
i hear plaintive.. cry?
falls upon deaths ear
and you are saved
but gone and
you didn't think of me
now even this pen
feels heavy and I can
hear the words
closed eyes to block
straining torn heart
ripped.. or pulled away
in loving, s l o w m o t i o n
incredible urge to draw
falling in love's hearts
that must die
i can't tell you
i love you
but i do