Friday, September 14, 2012

A Summer Flu













You're like a sickness that leaves me wasted,
And I'm like a dog coming back to its vomit.
It's June again.
Time to go back to the place
That keeps us from being able to begin.

With your lips on all my 'No's
And my fingertips
Caressing every doubt you have to life,
We can make it through this cycle,
More worn than before.
I can make it through at least once more,
As the corrosion seeps into my core.

It's all worth the spark-
Every wail worth the joy.
And it's fading, so we have to keep chasing it.
But the pain loses edge,
Even loss's dark sting.
And as it's fading, I'm afraid of forgetting it.

Not one ache in my stomach;
Or neurotically clawed-up arm;
Not one longing so deep
It caused bodily harm
Would I give up for the sake of being healthier.
'Cuz, for me, there's only ever been your eyes.
Like magnets - polar opposites -
The positive and the negative,
Holding my life together inbetween.

So, hurt me just deep enough that I'll feel it 'til next year,
And as the pain lingers, I'll remember all your beauty.
Come to me like lightning,
More power than I can contain.
Fry me to the point
Of barely being alive.
No one's seen more passion than an atom bomb.

Sometime's I feel like everybody knows this feeling.
And sometimes I feel
Like I'm the only one who's ever been alive,
'Cuz I'm the only one who's ever been right here.
And when I'm with you,
And I'm pouring out my life into your eyes,
I grow faint, wondering how I'll ever breathe without you.
But I've seen enough Septembers
To know these lungs will survive.

And I will survive.
And we will live on.
And I'll barely even miss you,
But wish that I did more.
I wonder if you even remember my name.
You're like a picture, removed:
The wall just looks off-colour without the frame.
Sometime's I'm not sure what's missing,
Or if you would even still fill that space,
But something belongs there.

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