angelic insomnia: throw another
throw another of those rock-like feelings at my face,
my heart is already reeling from the pain of the last
but go on, throw another-
me and my bitter-sweet need knocking down again
or is that what you believe?
this confusion is too much.
When you told me of your love,
Did you mean feelings of forever
And are these shadows looming,
Only me slipping again?
Yes, I’m slipping again.
The rocks are hard,
They hurt and they bruise love,
Is all this pain worth the satisfaction it brings?
You seem filled with contempt,
That and the vicious anger that stirs restless within.
Crystal tears, yet I stay to hear more,
More emotions burning, as regret burns worst
Isn’t it real for you, (a dream for me)
A wounded bird, without it’s wings,
Living shallow misconception.
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Copyright Rebecca Page 2000.
