Thursday, July 17, 2008

our fingers set to point

damn you for having the power to disappoint me.
and damn me for letting this happen again, for turning silence into shrapnel.
you know there's always a right thing to say
and i know that i'm being ridiculous.

the simple thing is to chock it up to your misunderstanding, my (occasional) low self-esteem
but it didn't help me close my eyes any easier last night

how frustrating it is to find myself in such a limbo,
where i expect nothing, but desire much.

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