Sunday, June 17, 2007

The Thing About Collisions Is...You Feel Them

I have followed you over
In a barrel unkept
I have frequently run and hid and left
But still in your secrets I was held
How did we get here
I felt it all along
I spoke long ago of a meeting place
A night just like this
It was all the ringing in my ears
My imagination told you stories
And somehow our worlds followed
It wasn't a collide
Just a quiet appearance

I faint and I flush
This is all too much

Can one give out their heart so distinctly so
To whoever they think may never know
Only to find it laid back down
With a gentle voice that speaks no sound

Here is a universe
Here is me
I seem to shrink significantly
But still in my questionings
On a rainy day
A heartfelt cry
To the clouds displayed
To the music of years
The symphonies and synthesizers
Find something here
Find it find it find it!
Besides terror, you always were that girl

Besides sickness and fear
Besides doubt and disdain
For such a bright child you always look to the dark end
The deeper and the unknown, the felt but rarely true
Am I diseased?
What do I know about life except for what I want?

I know that I heard a resonance
And now it's a full blown ring

Bring me through, or in, or out
Bring me to

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