All In the Past
Drugged with illusion,
I stamp against the soils of my sins.
Flapping off my paper wings
I lose myself on the covers
Of the streets.
Still, you keep on unanswering me
As your chest gets colder,
As your shadow fades
Within the me that
You once possessed.
Dawn is breaking in your eyes
Making me unfall in love with you.
You pull me in
Like you were made for me.
Losing all of my gravity,
I grab your hand
And we run in this rush
That chases down the dawn.
I glance at the you that
Silently fades, breaking through my calm…
You lie to me
And tell me everything’s going
To be just fine.
But it’s not!
You’re not the ever
That I covet and I don’t need you
More than ever.
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
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