I promise to lead you on if you swear to let go.
When I'm there at the top, I promise I'll know.
Jump into the spring water because you want to get burned.
Join me into a loud room where silence is yearned.
Take these needles and stab them in my eyes.
Lead me to an out of home world- where there aren't any skies.
Touch my face, and slowly scratch off my skin.
Hold your belt and I'll say when to begin.
Hand me a kiss, only to my bottom lip.
In the middle of heartbreak, until you loosen your grip.
No screaming is made, until we both agree,
What timing is perfect- for you and me.
Dig our fingers, into our hearts core.
Where felicity isn't optional anymore.
Slice each other open with knives of plastic,
Until satisfaction with it all, starts out fantastic.
I'll put my head on your shoulder, if only you'd say.
That it was all really real, and you'd never look away.
When the cure for heart breaking hurt is just more love.
Until I completely become the only one you think of.
Until maybe things would never feel the same,
when we are the ones who started this pain.
Maybe we would have never guessed.
That all these feelings beat in our chest.
Lock our fingers together, and look like we're holding hands.
But the feeling rushing in through our blood-no one understands.
I've never been to this place before.
Where it's a place of grief and vague happiness so vivid you only want more.
These feelings that bring you so far down on your knees.
Where there is this brush of almost non-existent ecstasy tease.
where your breath is being sucked out of your mouth at every given chance
where you fall fatal to the floor, and watch yourself in trance.
I am so hurt here, but I want it all. Because there is something here for me.
Nothing and no one else of existence but I can only see.
I take your hand, in subconscious thought, because I always feel you next to me.
Our fingers barely latching to each other-as I ask,
'Where are we?'
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Fri Oct 10, 2008 @ 05:29am · 0 Comments |
