The gas, it grows thicker
On this hydro plane.
The beat of our rhythm
Just isn't the same.
Oh, how I just wish
This was no fruitless trip
With hopes of US still...
We're attached at the hip.
I wandered and stared
At the white open sky.
It rendered me calm,
With no clear reason why.
I've never been loved
In this strangest of ways
But if love is so,
For too long don't stray.
While stuck on our "then"
Avoiding the now,
Emotional coasters
Now question the "hows?".
It never came easy
To learn and to grow
So do I pick up the pieces?
From here, where to go?
I blame no one for this;
What felt so deceiving.
My cries, deeply rooted
And you don't believe me!
Everyone sees me
And questions my pain.
Could I care less
When there's so much to gain?
Again we succumb
To such distance, such haste.
Your speech filled my void.
What's love without trace?
The lust in these clouds...
My mind out of place;
Too oddly familiar
With this empty space.
-Pierina Medina
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