Hurt

Susan Owens
I hate it when you smile at me
I know that you are faking

I hate it when your eye twinkles
I know what you are thinking

I must be crazy
Always believing

A sudden switch
I was dreaming
Now I'm living the nightmare

I can not breath
You're crowding me

I can not sit
I can not stand
My legs are weak

I run
And I run
What from
I do not know

Holding on
And letting go

I feel as though I am drawnding
I can not swim
I will not sink

My vision is blurred
I can not see

I try to turn
I can not

I try to breath
I can not

I can not see the light
I watch as is plays
Dancing on the surface

I take another look
There you are

Your fist full of my hair
As you push my head
Again
And again

What happened
We used to be such good friends
Now you don't even care

I can see it in your stare
I know you are not really there
What happened

Published by Susan Owens

I believe that there is more to life then what meets the eye.  View profile

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  • Martin Kloess7/13/2010

    I do feel the confusion and pain. I also agree that it sounds like a song.

  • Christopher James Patton7/13/2010

    An open letter of sorts, and I feel your contingent pain, but I enjoy this more as song lyrics ;-) Everyone can identify with this!

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