Monday, March 15, 2010

This Bruise Has Made My Skin Cold.

Left on my heart is a bruise.
Now you see me,im blue, cold.
Let the sun warm my chilled skin.
Bask in your ethereal glow.
oh i wish i could belong to you.
why do i do this, time and time again?

I hope i don't break again.
i don't know how i can stand these bruises.
im letting myself out by trusting you.
i'll try to pretend im not cold.
But all i really need is your glow.
forever grateful would be my skin.

Go into my organs, beneath my skin.
Though ive faded, you will find my real self again.
Polish me with love, i promise i'll glow.
You won't think im just some burdensome bruise.
I'll show you i have a warm side, the opposite of cold.
To keep me would be nice of you.

To understand me I must help you.
I may get under your skin,
But don't give me the shoulder of cold.
Or else i will turn on you again.
i'll leave you with a horrible bruise.
One that you can't cover up with your phenominal glow.

please share your glow.
I want to be a part of you.
we share the same purple bruise.
of course it will mend, our skin.
But just wait until it happens again.
Then it will be you who feels cold.

My feet are getting cold.
All i ever wanted, was just that glow.
Im sure the process will start again.
I plan to take this from you.
It will become buried in my skin.
Slowly fades my bruise...

If i get cold, it won't be because of you.
Look at your glow, its in my skin.
But time and time again it occurs, and all i'll be left with is the bruise.

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