Sep 4, 2014

Wake up




We owned the world when we were younger. Nothing and no one could stop us and we would do what we wanted and speak words that we wanted to hear each other speak. We'd spend most school nights, frolicking and laughing and staring at the sky. The word 'future' didn't mean anything at the time. It felt right.

I was a magnet that got pulled everywhere you went. I was a shadow that would act exactly like you. You were my anchor. You kept me at bay when my insides were breaking, but at the same time, you brought me down deeper and deeper until I didn't know who I was anymore. I was changed, as you created me, a monster that I would soon fear and learn to hate. 

But the rush and the thrills made me stick around. I was blinded by vices. I was deafened from advice. Things crashed and fell in front of my feet but I didn't care for it much, In my head, "Its you and me" I stayed in the darkness til morning never came. The time lapse was quick, I wake up. It's Today.

What would've happened if I pulled away? What could I have been if I reached for the surface?
I got over it eventually. I woke up from it and I rose. Where are you? You're still in the same place. you never left and you don't want to leave yet.

You distance yourself and hide away in a world you created. A place where you only hear yourself and you follow a road that leads to rocks and stones. Where, you get your fix and after that, what's next? another night of regret. another night of complete silence. Yet, you linger, stick around the cracks and holes. You avoid reality and you hate distance with a passion.

I look at you and I dont see you. I hear what you say, but it isnt you who is speaking. You're from a different world now. We talk about things that's been going on in our lives, and I must admit that you surprise me and in my mind, I disagree to this. Why are you doing this just to get by? You crashed and I dont know if you can fix yourself. You suffocated, its not up to me to revive you. Leaving you behind, was something I never meant to do but you are not me. I am not you. 

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