Friday, March 26, 2010

Hot taste in my mouth

Softly I break
under the weight
of your words
you don't even think
of what you say,
I feel confused
by your carelessness
wasn't I beautiful once?
I suppose your
attention span
is only as long
as the next
set of legs
who stroll
past you.
I feel sorry
for your shallow eyes
not seeing
only wanting.
The sheath surrounds
my beating heart,
an infinite space
you will never enter.
You remain trapped,
I will always be free.

1 comment:

Jennifer said...

Thats a big 10-4! Copy that! :)