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my dead parade (Free verse) by crin
bring me flowers
that is all i ask
i have no favorite
so don't worry
i won't be disappointed
turn all your tv's on
and let the static roar
remember me this way
steady and unrelenting
black and white and shades of gray
you could always count on me
to be there
when you didn't want me
but now you notice
how empty you feel
forgive me i forgive you
i almost held it all against you
until i realized it could only hurt us more
than the damage we had already done
to one another
so i let wings unfold
and tried to pick up these shards
without cutting myself anymore
because i didn't want my blood on your hands
i wouldn't paint my blood on your hands
maybe there was no blame to cast
now that i'm leaving
i do admit
it feels like something is missing
like i'm a little dead inside
but still i feel more alive
than when i was with you
i've realized this never ends
no matter what you say
please don't be angry
i still care
just not like i used to
i know i've changed
but only because you made me
now the only question is
what did i make you
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