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What about... my fix

Contributed by Dri on Thursday, 22nd September 2005 @ 03:04:09 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

What about the knife in your fist?
You say you don’t need a fix
You don’t need an addiction to give you a reason
What about your foot on the gas?
What about the way you speed, the way you weed
And you say that it’s all just a way to pass the clock
Pass it my way but I won’t catch your obsession
I won’t be your drug, I won’t be your twitch

What about that time?
Lying beside you with nothing but
Warm, flushed skin between your soul and mine
Was that just a way to ebb a craving? When you asked
Me if I would and I said no was that just
A way to pass the time?

Maybe I know and I just don’t care
What is truth and what is easiest to say
I understand
I get that hole in me too
Fill it with sound and pleasure and never
Look yourself in the eye again

What about that knife in my fist?
What about those scars you see without a flinch
And I dropped the need for you
And I can’t tell
Is it love or is it substitution?

What about those tears in your eyes?
What about that flinch in your voice?
If I said “over” would you take it horizontally
Would you take it lying down?
Or would you wall me around my fears
And force me to admit
That maybe this is more than just a fix?

God I love you so don’t ever let me go I know she’s pretty I hope I’m pretty I hope I’m smart I hope I never want to let you go because after all we’ve done and said I don’t think I would last past seeing you walk out my door with out a final kiss to tide me over until your return what if you don’t want to return?

Copyright Â© Dri ... [ 2005-09-22 15:04:09]
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Re: What about... my fix (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingkk05 on Thursday, 22nd September 2005 @ 05:17:26 PM AEST
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That was a very good write and it is sad to say that I often feel that exact same way. IT sounds like this poem came from the heart and when you read it, it touches many others. Good job.
Kristin

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