fixated

CodeRiotCodeRiot Posts: 115
edited November 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I'm not the kind of person
who can let these things go
they haunt me in the daytime
and the nightmares are like ghosts
you can't believe me when I say
I tried the best I could
to let it slip from my mind
but that would seem so misinformed

I can picture face
I can still feel your prescnence
even thoguh you're gone

I know you're somewhere...

I'm not gonna forget thisa
it's the first in what I hope is many
little interactions that teach me
the lessons I need for life...
I can still feel the world out there
I can still smile wide
I can move just as fast as before
even though I feel weighed down
oh how can this possibly be
how can we live on like this
with no mere understanding
of what it is to be dead

I can picture face
I can still feel your prescnence
even thoguh you're gone

I know you're somewhere
you've always been somewhere
even while our lives went on
you were out there, somewhere


through the smoke and the rubble
I can make out your face
the last moment must have been terrifying
I can't imagine the pain.
I tried to be a better me
In the end I looked like the rest of them.
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