Saturday, January 08, 2005

What am I now?

It could be another catastrophe
Can you see it’s not all its cracked up to be
I guess I am sorry
It may mean that I am not all I should have been
What could have been?
I compliment your ability
A slight misreading
It’s sudden yet fleeting
A scene I should have seen
But I lost the will to care
I know that it’s not fair
But I am there

What am I now?
Who am I supposed to show?
Can I reclaim myself?

Only to appease your unquenched desire
Yet in me there was no fire
I had been consumed
Doused with boredom
The flame grew dim
The wind blew and the flames went out again
Scared and secluded
Alone and withered
Some I took and was not the giver
I cried reflecting on our time
You and me
We shined

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