AlwaysAnUnquietMind

"Just A Friend" Take away the late-night calls take away the lover's words take away the cute pet-names and just a friend is what is heard. Take away the private trysts take away the rendezvous take away the planned escapes and just a friend I will call you. Take away the warm embraces take away the kisses sweet take away the passion's burn and just a friend is how you'll be. Take away the "maybe-if's" take away the wishful thoughts take away what might have been and just a friend is what you've got.

How can you like what you see? This tainted, needy body laying before you in heaps of anguish. Streaks of red on this lily-white canvas; eyes dim to the sight you behold. You look beyond the stained, beyond the slivered flesh and see perfection, where perfection does not exist. You strive to see what lies inside this torn flesh, to the heart beneath. But the heart is broken and bruised the color of night as lightning streaks across the sky. Is this what you wanted, the used? Is this what your own heart desires, or does this decrepit heart allow you to see past your own desolation? Questions, my dear, can only be answered by reality in