Friday, August 6, 2010

There's no longer a need
To say anything.
And I think
It's because at this point I've said
Everything I needed to,
To everyone I needed to.
I'm looking at my life
Trying to separate myself from the people in it.
My head is up,
My face is forward
And I'm ready.
Ready to say fuck all that I think.
I should just move
Without a thought
And not worry about the consequences.
This is my
"Laugh now, cry later" time.
I can think
Of a person I want to call
Right now,
But my pride
Won't let me dial the number.
It's because I shut you out,
I told myself you
Don't deserve to be within my company
And it's true.
But I don't want to call you
For conversation.
I don't
Want to know what you're doing
Or how you're doing.
I just want
You to pretend
To be a stranger
For the night or
Maybe more than one night.
Turn out the lights,
And go back a few years.

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