Release me,
And forget me.
I shouldn't have to tell you
How this shit goes.
See the spirit of what we had
Was escorted out of our time and space
By the pallbearers a long time ago.
I feel relief.
Unburdened from your discouraging courage
To love, even when my arms of honesty
Where always there to smother you.
Yet, I allowed you to come up for oxygen
And I mistakenly inhaled the heir of your lyin' reign.
Now that its over, your truth...
You need me even more.
Except,
I am no longer willing to bleed.
My truth?
Is right here in my comfortable paradise
Growing above and beyond you.
Release me,
And forget me.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
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