What is real is love real; I am in the baring absence of real and love but the feelings I have for you… penis feelings are definitely real. People tell me they love me and I say show me; show me love in a way that won’t make me want to kill myself.
Love is sacrifice but I’m not sure I am ready to sacrifice for you so I am not ready to love you but wanting you, that’s as easy as breathing. This room isn’t real because it’s not mine, neither is this computer, dare I say even my inspiration… the girl in the picture but the stone, the water, the sky; the people that own me don’t own them. They can’t tell me not to want, to desire, or even to truly love but how can I believe the love I wish to give to you is real?
Again sacrifice, bare everything you are to me and I will willing do the same but I can’t be alone in this, not anymore, for how many times have I revealed everything and what is focused on is the monster. I have seen too many angels on the outside only to reveal such hated of all things me on the inside; walk with me for I will not come to you. If you love me I should not hate myself I should love me and want to love you all the more because you see the real me.
Chrissy is real, hate is definitely real, hell everything that I know to be real hurts, maybe that’s why I want to know you as exposed as I am. They say it’s better to feel too much than too little but I’m sick of feeling hurt and I can’t go back to feeling nothing, I want to feel you, at least to know you’re real.
A Baring Absence of Love
To see it all
As I lie
Cry
And wonder why
You won’t fall
Across greenest grass
Money and power
Sunlit hours
Colorful flowers
Dirty without class
Muddy and ugly
Hug and snuggly
Will you still love me?
Or will you pass
Baring no love
Across rivers run
Tears and fears
Cheers and jeers
All the years
Waters and sun
Old and new
Will you be true?
Bare and nude
Or won’t be the one
Baring no love
Across blowing winds
Rumors and words
Other girls
This whole damn world
Above my sin
Will you fly so high?
And not lie
Never say goodbye
Or will you sin
Baring no love
It is not enough
To think so
Live with no
And be so low
While you bare no love
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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