Tuesday, February 9, 2010

February 09/10 - 10:16 p.m.

Never Free
by lauren white

Stepped off your doorstep, the sting of night air.
I'll never forget this, won't forget you I swear.
You sputtered a reason, a breath you withdrew.
When did this story become all about you?
An escaped tear, salt down my cheek.
It spun down my lip, reflection of the weak.
My hair in my face as I walked down the drive.
Surprising myself, I came out alive.
You could have been running strait after me,
but I wouldn't have known, don't care. The way it should be.
Your heart can stray elsewhere, wherever you please.
Just don't come back crying. I don't want this disease.
I found the closure I'd prayed for, my entire life.
The disappearance of love, the death of all strife.

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