Saturday, June 11, 2011

So Careless

I love you; you don't care at all.
I need you; you don't care at all.
I want you;
you don't
care at all.
I miss you and you don't
care at all.
I love you, I need you, I want you
and you don't care at all
you don't care at all
you don't care at all.

I hunger and I burn for you.
I wet my lips at the mere thought
of you.
Your touch is ecstasy itself;
and you, you don't, you don't care at all.
You don't care at all.

You owned me and my soul and heart.
But you sold me to free yourself.
I lay here and whither without you.
And you, you don't care at all, don't care at all.

My heart sinks into deep despair.
My lungs can no longer breathe in air.
My tears just refuse to stop - and you
you don't care at all, don't
care at all.

This song that I've written for you
and these words that I've sung for you
sound off into the empty night.
And you don't care at all
you don't care at all.

I hug you, but you push away.
My lips just want one last kiss.
I scream out, "Why don't you
love me anymore?"
And you, you don't,
you don't care at all
you don't care at all.

Why don't you care at all?

I wish you would care once more.

Untitled Dream

And the dream comes tumbling down like the rain during a thunderstorm,
the rocks crumbling from the cliff side.
And it dies here with me.

Or is it just sleeping; waiting for the right moment to peak its
head out from the shadows.

No one knows. And my feet must keep walking,
stumbling along this cluttered path.

We stand at a fork in the road, our backs touching. You
determined to set forth away from me.
Perhaps these two seemingly different paths will join up once again.

One can only hope. And dream.