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ISSUE #13 - JULY 2009
poetry

straight

(sxc.hu)

Straight Line

I'm working on drawing a straight line
To tip-toe down, doing just fine
Teeter, totter, left and right
Until I'm able to forget that night
I'm working on holding myself back
I may not have the proper tools for that
You're in my blood I'm learning its fact
Let me try my best to get on track
Walking down this winding road
Your scent, helps me carry this load
Eyes that see, through my skin
I'm afraid this is one thing, I cannot win
Gotta keep pace if there's any hope
Of finding you, down the road
Another world, another life
One kiss from you, cuts like a knife
If I'm bleeding it means I'm still alive
Imagine it was you, helping me survive
Did it cross your mind to let me lay their un-revived?
Breathless and lifeless lying on the table
My hearts finally stopped beating, it's been disabled
A dying man who had one wish
Before he died, just one kiss
Thank you for your lips
And years of suffering that I won't miss
Whether it's heaven or hell I can't quite know
But wherever I'm bound for, I deserve to go
Not counting on a miracle, no not this time
Just live your life, I'm doing just fine
No longer working on drawing a straight line
Realized you weren't something that would fade in time
Here is my backwards walk
No longer teaching myself how to talk
So much thanks for the time we had
Let go only one tear, but don't be sad.

 

Kevin Lamb can be contacted at klamb21 [at] gmail.com.

 

 
 
 


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