i knew it
suggestion turned confession
of the things in which you've done
turned around when you mentioned
it wasn't coming... had already come.
i stand there like a silhouette
not knowing what to feel
how to handle
and if in fact it meant, that nothings real.
slightly changing course
as the corner turns to me
reaching out for me to turn it
fearing what id see.
was it just misunderstanding
or did i just get burned
hard to handle truths and knowledge
when your the only one it hurts
i sit and wonder why
it hasn't made me crumble down
someone else has felt your petals
kissed your sweet lips with their mouth
is it devastation
or does it matter at all
kind of worried about my feelings
and if i feel anything at all
i could just dismiss it
or knock it fucking down
but it might be disingenuous
since Ive no feelings to be found
searching for the meaning
analytical to the core
maybe it really did mean nothing
as i lay here on the floor
from feeling everything to nothing
search the sky for greater truth
and wonder why i search at all
the truth is seldom more than an emotional noose.
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this guy doesn't even come close... Okay, I'll Start with Switch, because I just mentioned him in the comment box of my last hub. This guy was wierd. I was working at a place called...lets just call it cinerjerks....
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"one day ill walk away and say, you disappoint me... your better off this way..."