Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Raw As I Am

Throughout the hard times
the depression
moments where we were so low
where we couldn’t even communicate like human beings
just humans dying
whilst you sat with knees bent and
Northwards
scrunched up close to your chest on the bed
where we rarely made love
sitting there
silent
inhaling from the rolled joint
and 10 metres away
I sat listening to The Smiths
head buried in my arms
across
the tattered desk whose dark skin was peeling and fading.
The desk, varnished when we moved in together.
Throughout the love
throughout it all
I’ve done everything with love
never mind how misguided
never mind how many mistakes
throughout the deceit
and the lies we told
there was hope
there was a belief in this precious love we held in our now shaking palms
As the tears stream down our cheeks
as the blood drips along my star and scar covered arms
as our hearts break not for the first and quite possible not the last time
we sink into an abyss where there is a
very
fine line
between love and hate.
Raw as we are, we must prevent this.
Raw as we are, we must be bigger than this.
Raw as I am,
I love you.
Raw as I am,
I love you.

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