Look Away.

[rewiiired]

Turn your back and walk away.
My heart is beating,
my head is spinning,
one hand is busy
stabbing the other.

Turn your head and look away.
My eyes are beady,
my mind is seething,
and I'm a little busy
beating my head into this brick wall.

So turn around and walk, now
turn your head and look away
because I'm getting closer to the edge every day
and I don't want or need your sympathy
and I don't want to drag you down with me

No
I guess your right
like attracts like
and so your here before me
as the contradictions collide within my mind

Yeah
you've got a point
two wrongs don't make a right
but yin to the extreme comes to yang
and if I keep digging I might come full circle
and meet up in the end where I began.

So I'll turn my head and run away.
So I'll turn my back and look away.
Maybe you'll reach out to me.
Maybe it'll reach out to me.
Maybe once I give up on me
I'll find me
and run around buck naked in the streets
screaming Eureka.

 

[E-girl]

i find myself strangely drawn to your work lately. You paint these awesome pictures in my mind that always make me sympathize with you, and feel what you are feeling.

great work, once again. i wasnt disappointed.

 

[Rollingrrl]

that same thought passed through my head recently, maybe when I give up on myself, I'll really find myself. though running naked through the streets screaming eureka wasn't part of it. (interesting way to end a intense poem) excellent sweetie.