Monday, November 5, 2012

Chapter Thirty Eight: Our Rainbow Of Discontent

I'm so tired of waiting for my life to begin
I keep growing weary and the air is growing thin
My skin is getting Paler and my eyes are caving in
I don't know where I'm starting but i just might
step out into the darkness and ignite
would anyone miss me when the sparks stop falling
would anyone notice when the I'm exploding
and the world stops glowing?
would you notice in my absence
that your missing something right
did you notice in the shadows
that your world is less bright
do you seem to care that i vanished into thin air
did you even feel it when i slipped into your despair
no one ever asked why i kept my rib cage open
there's only so many ways a heart can be broken
and i'd feel it all for you, for you, i'd swallow the ocean
and you never blinked when you watched me slip away
you never noticed i was missing and you never looked away
a feeling so intensely can be so easily dismissed
as a color in the rainbow of our shallow discontent
and you never even asked why i left my chest torn open
there's only so many ways that a heart can be broken
and i'd feel it all for you, for you, i would swallow the ocean
and now the world is dimmer as you move further now away
and i'm calling softly after but you can't hear me say
as i ask "am i, your anything?"

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I keep falling in and out of love with life. People keep fading in and out and i'm only coming through in waves
the reception is getting fuzzier the signals have decayed, or maybe i'm just dreaming, or maybe i'm awake but i cannot tell quite clearly whats genuine whats fake, and in my wildest dreaming i could not foresee this amplifying emptyness that makes its home in me. with everyday i grow colder with everyday more bleak. the universe is fading to pastel as we say farewell to vibrance and ennui -

i weep for the lost friends, and take joy in the day as i feel less and less blessed and more and more plagued.