Sunday, March 13, 2011

Choice. Preferance.

Sunlight is burning in my eyes
And I hear you say "All right"
Waiting for that moment
Neither wants to come
Generating sound
Like a timeless beating drum

Fighting what we want
Fighting what is right
Saying hello in the morning
Saying goodbye at night.
"I have already decided."
"Please undecide for me"
Slowly, simply, elegantly
We become the casualties

I can't unhear the voice track
You left in my mind
And every time you go
There's something left behind
It waits til evening to show me
Then it whispers quietly
From the other side of the room
Oh so silently.

When you've gone
I certainly don't fear
But sometimes when you're close
I feel as though I will tear.

My tiny pieces, fragments
Smashing against the rocks
To find something good
Is to be faced with it's loss.

I watch your fading footsteps
As the grass recovers
I hear your tune inside me
As what I buried discovers

Afraid again I wait now
For the anticipated crash
But then I remember
When you told me
Not to say
How long would this last.