Friday, November 02, 2007

The eye sees what is before them,
Words linger unheard.
Ears are decieved,
vision goes blur.
Lips sealed not with truth,
but of decieve and hurt.

Arms folded,
appearance says mad.
Heart just silences,
hushing down what can't be restored.

On the bed lies the body,
curled in a tangled mess.
Dead knots formed,
Tear them out,
cut them down?

Shh..
Can you hear that?
Wait!
can you see that?

im sorry,
but she's not there.
She left.

`blurring out`