Dying to Get Out


I can’t take you anywhere, It’s too bad I carry you where ever I go
I have never once doubted you, only ever doubted myself in loving you
Tried making myself comfortable enough to tell you
Tried screaming it in my head to tell you
Tried writing you a love letter to tell you

You blow smoke in my face to tell me to back off
Talk cheaply to make me feel how I make you feel
But how else should I talk to you?
How else should I respond when trying to hide from you?
Just keep me in your circle and I will attempt to keep my heart silent
You’re secrets are safe with me
I won’t tell anyone

The one person I would die for and you’re huddled in a corner
Keeping your distance unsure of what I will do or say next
Just talk to me, I’ll be OK
Just tell me the truth, I’ll be OK
Yell at me, scream at me until you’re blue in the face!
I’ll be OK
I won’t tell anyone how you really feel, it’ll be OK

1 Comment

  1. kseverny said,

    March 4, 2010 at 1:19 am

    Such a soft toned poem.
    A pleasure to read


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