Saturday, September 1, 2007

:x

Don't speak
Don't say a word
I dont care who you are
Take these words and dry them on your wall
to see for later

We die for a purpose
but are born because of desire

Don't speak
I dont need to hear you
Don't write
I dont want to read you

I'm spoiled in my casket
from your stolen silence
It means more then the cires of your letters
They beg me to read them
I turn away and smile
All the while knowing
I am hurt inside
and spoiled
in my
casket.