Saturday, February 25, 2006

Will I?

Another night, lots of struggle and laughter.

I'm burning out like a candle
My candle is dying.
You've got too much baggage
So do you.
We have too much baggage
What is happening to me?
You're leaving
No
No, I didn't leave because,
I know.
No, you don't
Let
Me
Speak.
//
I'm used to relying on intellect
And I tried to open up to you.
I want to tell you
I need to tell you
There are no other words
There is no other way
You can't
I've longed to discover something,
As true as you.
You know you can't
You're too weak
I am strong
I'll cover you
//
I should tell you,
I should tell you,
Your hair in the moonlight.
Your nostalgic smile.
Your warm flame.
Another time
Another place
There's only this.
Forget regret,
I see your eyes.
As I left
The door closed.
Your eyes.
//
Tell me when you're done.
Who do you think you are,
Barging in on me?
There's no day but today
Today is not the day
You just can't handle this
I can't
Do
This.
//
Take over.
Cover me.
I intend to.
But I'll be back for her
Today for you,
Tomorrow for me.
//
Are you ready?
Light my candle.
-Milton

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Stabbing Us

Reflection of a disappointing night...


These notes,
Sharp
Emotional
The key.
//
What is this light?
It's the moon
The moon is perfect tonight
Just like you said it would be
Why am I crying?
Because she stabbed you
//
It's cold
Empty
It's not right.
Because she stabbed you
I hate myself
You hate her
No.
I love her
But she stabbed you
How could you?
I love her,
Because she stabbed me.
//
You're sick
We're sick
//
The blade,
Her hands grasped your demise
The blade.
Her gentle touch, guided me.
I don't understand
We graced the steel together
In a way
We held hands.
She doesn't even know
I don't care
She doesn't love you
She will bring you more pain
Then,
I'll love her even more,
and.
//
I'll wait
For once, you don't understand
Neither do you
Well, I don't care
I'll wait.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

In Front of Me

Good times...things to think about and time to make it all the more complicated in my head.

Notes,
I tried to study the past week,
I tried to concentrate on something else,
I tried to block you out
It's impossible to block something that's a part of you
You failed
I failed.
Notes,
I have nothing left to think about
I have music drowning what's left of this throbbing
Notes,
A reminder
Notes,
A blessing
Notes,
My distraction.
Notes,
I shouldn't have been so messy,
Fool
It's hard to read
Hard to see what I mean
Cloudy
Grey
Dark
Falling
Finally
No
No?
No notes.
Why not?
I don't know
You're losing
What?
You're not going to win
I don't want to win
Yes you do.
I do?
Yes, you do.
I do.
Wait
Win at what?
Her
I don't understand
That's why you're losing
How do I win?
Notes
Notes are stupid
You're stupid
That doesn't make sense
You are notes.
How?
You're trying too hard,
The lesson
Is in the person.
The teacher?
Sure, the one you're standing beside.
No one is here
Who is there?
Just me.
She's a part of you.
Then what are you?
You.
Oh.
-Milton