ridiculous really
if i pulled out the lists and lists
the encyclopedias and dictionaries
of how i have tried
of how i've pushed
of how i've...
how i've failed
to keep you out
to stay safe and solid and secure
i've used those chain locks
the ones they wrap in rubber
as if to make them softer
less of an attack
on public trust and truth and decency
i've hung the padlocks
with the spinning wheels
secret codes and combinations
to keep mysteries and possibilities
encrypted in this crypt
wore necklaces and rings
with sharp edges and careless points
so doublesided and cruel
keeping pain as the last tool
between me and between you
ive done what i could
dug trenches
build walls
created ironsided safes
and locked myself inside
i've asked hard questions
thrown sharp fears
used words like weapons
flint edged spears
and oh how i've tried
to keep these forces apart
someone told me once
the only cure for love
was a broken heart.
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great final line...tho hauntingly sad
truly depressing and depressingly true i guess.
you have a talent for clinchers.
we tend to gaurd our hearts so closely they never really get a chance to breathe.
sigh. click. click. rattle. click. cliNk. aaaaah.
breathe mother-thing. lets both just breathe.
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