Petrified

Something’s wrong, I can see it within your eyes.

(Your happiness has begun to decline.)

The timing of your thoughts… Don’t come as a surprise.

(These doubts you wish to confine?)

Kiss my lips, yet look right past.

(Your so far away.)

Hold me tight, I’m just your cast.

(Question tomorrow, but what of today?)

Tell me now, that of which I need to know…

In your thoughts, am I alone?

My mascara bleeds, blacker than a crow.

(Petrified. I turn to stone.)

Am I only one of the few?

My emotions to you do not matter.

Your words pierce through…

My heart has begun to shatter.





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Valkyrie said...
Sept. 4, 2009 at 5:55 pm
jeez, what a jerkface. but anyways, this was wonderful, quite wonderful indeed.
 
A.N.Whitfield said...
Sept. 2, 2009 at 7:41 pm
I really like this. I'd be worried about the guy though...
 
So-calledLife This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 6, 2009 at 2:26 pm
my thoughts exactly...
 
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