In All Probability
Won't talk to me
fine by me
the mere erosion
from a silent implosion
I am an island
you are the polluted ocean
Familiar blood flows through these veins
damaged, complicated
border line strange
soon to ultimately forget your name
Deathbed promises
I strived to keep
I did my duty
futile it may have been
I'm not the one who has changed
you're the one jumping
man to man
Is your self esteem so inherently low
scrapping bottom
completely out of control
Is this the life that you strived for?
the dreams you blindly ran toward?
this ugly house will never be a home
pushing family away
but the universe tends to take care of its own,
in all probability,
she will be left so tragically alone...
mathiasthom
written 9/24/09
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