segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2012

Poesia (16.0)


The Call In The Night

My happy pillow
Was once shared with you.
Through day and night
You laid there
Staring at the dim blind
Stars.

In a previous lifetime
I could swear
That I was the only one
Who could ever picture
Such a tangible future

But the darkness that crossed
My life
Brought flesh out of my bones
And made my heart thicker.

I could have prevented that
But I was just so miserable
And all the tears you’ve cried
Couldn’t be more plastic.

So move along
And don’t call me late at night
To pretend you are happy
With the new man you love
So tenderly.
Who you have
So many new songs with.
And to show me how much
I miss you…

And to make me wonder
All the things that I always
Always
Wonder.

Don’t try to be my friend
Because you have had a chance
And you blew it like a storm.
You’re not my friend,
You’re the foe that I’ve loved
The most.

Stop bringing those memories
Closer and closer.
You had your chance of being
Happier than you could ever imagine to be.

I don’t need to be reminded
Of my biggest failure,
I don’t need you to remind me
Of yourself.

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