why this? passion without

[goodnitestar]

our passions emersed
like a river bleeding with crimson
stains of wine and semen
awe struck at the sight of the deed
deliberate, and necessary
for what reason i can not emerge
and this lovers sin was just another night
as the sun moved in to unveil me alone
and naked, unashamed confusion
hanging over with questions ...
of why why and why
and its nothing
and nothing seems to be real
scared, and solem
no reason to budge
just lay with sheets entangled
wondering , why things should ever come to be
why you left so quickly
and why I dont care
and wondering why i always seem to give in to the strangers touch
and how am i even breathing
with a million heart beats
strangling the air
and my memory
of realities denial
[ 21 October 2002: Message edited by: goodnitestar ]

 

[Queen Beat]

This piece was haunting. I can picture the scene and feel the emotion so easily, a little piece of me feels like she was there with that girl on the bed. Maybe I'm just far too sentimental tonight, maybe I'm just a little tired...maybe this writing was just really good.