Stop, Crawl, Fall
weak, so weak,
falling to my knees.
I lied to myself when i said id never hurt you.
Falling flat on my back i look up and see us two.
Your hands on my face, in my hair, holding hands.
They seem to be everywhere and yet i didnt care.
Tears flowing now,
Flowing like milk from a great big cow.
Your kisses everywhere,
and yet seeming to be no where.
Turning over i see, my head on my knees.
Your so mad, so sad.
I'm the worst person i know of.
i belong in cuffs,
because breaking your heart feels like jail.
And sending you my heart like pieces of mail.
Weak, so weak,
i crawl along the street.
Copyright © Tiffany Julius | Year Posted 2010
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