To the Lost, the Fallen, the Belittled and Broken Hearted

I'd split my soul just so you'd know, just so you'd know...
But you let go, you let go.
Extended palm left unknown, fingertips forlorn and alone
My temperature rises. My eyes, they begin to sting...

I can't be close if i'm not bleeding.
I can't be close if I'm still breathing.

Overwrought and tongue-tied, we lay side by side.
Nothing to say when your enemy's alive.
Nothing to speak when you know that it's died.
I'd thought patience reveals, but your smoke conceals.
It's a memory gone wrong and I'm crying this song.

I can't be close if I'm not bleeding.
I can't be close if I'm still breathing.

So give me catharsis please.
I can't stand the feeling of needing to bleed.
I don't want to disbelieve and wrongly misperceive
what happened to you and me.
But I lose the lost ones, and it's another day of failure.

I'm never close if I'm not bleeding.
I'm never close if I'm still breathing.

Reviews

[Louise Whalen]

Thanks so much Keira! It is personal as well.
I do feel a friendship here. I will enjoy getting to know you more.

[Keira]

Wow, your piece is so beautifully written.
I feel such a deep connection with you already, and I hope that this is personal,
In the sense that it helps me to know that I'm not the only one in the world with these kind of problems.
I really feel like you must have such a beautiful soul and I hope to get to know it and the beautiful person that encompases it as well..

~Keira~