I wont do itI wont do it.I wont do it by alimei
What we shared will stay sacred and special.
I wont bother you with all my questions.
WHY, is a question that keeps putting itself on repeat.
I wont do it.
I wont contact you, but I will hold my breath until you contact me.
You're picking the phone up over and over again.
Dialing all the numbers but the last one.
Driving yourself insane wondering where I am.
What I might be doing and if Im thinking of you.
You already know that answer, but you want to HEAR me say it.
HEAR me, watch my lips move and my eyes blink.
Watch signs that make me distinctively human.
So they might prove I'm not the heartless wretch you think I am.
Well, I'm not but I wont do it.
What is it inside you thta makes it so hard to deal with me?
Is it the fact that you know it should of never happened?
This joining of two hearts that were neither ready for such a commitment?
We both knew but went along with it anyway.
Like fools in the midst we were tricked.
Tricked into thinking we had a chance together
SuddenlySuddenlySuddenly by alimei
Suddenly it becomes really easy to write.
With a few choice words my thought run like a dozen wild horses.
I wonder why it is that you choose to say things like these?
I tell myself it's to make you feel better about yourself when I'm really low.
But it's really not...
You do is so I'll bury my pen deep in the paper.
Deep in the paper at the sheer rudeness of your actions and words.
Nothing will make it go away.
It will simply run its course....and then just like me suddenly it will be easy to think harshly of yourself.
But I wont push these thoughts on you.
For the worst thoughts one can possibly have, are those that come without warning.
Suddenly without warning.
What is it?What is it?What is it? by alimei
This thing you demand from me.
Slowly like a puzzle I'll figure it all out.
Putting all the pieces together one by one.
Rearranging when this dosen't feel right.. dosen't feel "on".
What is it?
Thing that causes doubt, fear, and angst all at the same time?
What is it that makes me human...?
What is it that makes me wish I wasn't?