Bent Words

Bent Words

September 03, 2004

What else of guilt do you hold?

What stories cannot be retold?

Desperation, I could not resist

Your time was all of which I insist

Though you were there, where had you gone?

What had kept you for so very long?

What have I done?

When my heart you've shunned?

I only, so completely, tried

To fall back again and be denied

Apologize for the drink, I apolgize for me

For all the pain in me

Sorry for the deception

That seems to mark your perception

Sorry for the wrong time

And this saddened heart of mine

Just wanted to feel you there

Just wanted to know you care

It's up to you, what we shall be

But I hope you know what lies in me...

Written at 7:24 p.m.