the last line

The call was to fly but was blown in to relics
The air was tepid so were the words chasing me, me chasing them
Was all clueleseely insane, yes may be yes
Deep within was clamped with the graveness.

From the cat bites to late night chats.
The less words for me, but abundance for most, the
The long last lone and fair hound of colured lines
The others lines at the same moment were never mine.

The time frame was not new except avow of new words
The songs were steamy but the steams were hot
Burnt gullet, soaked eyes and a fury within
Reason were not all mine but yes season changed

The dally for pop ups were warped invisible, I left in asylum
A strained yes but were all mine I chased, ran and fell
Not once but beyond counts, fumbled to the steps
The long snarl of the clocks ticked my beats, heart not their

Seldom did it as if it were all alone, none were the honour,
But yet for the one ogre it seemed a new dawn with every new vow
The words heard were buried, the vision was blurred,
The words read were meaningless for what just one, yet me was none

Whether I knew it or just shut it from the sight of a fright
Truth was the only trust and it was flawless smile in the, me
The long yet never ending hunt didn’t end it blossomed under the petals
The eyes lashes had many truths but the drops within saw it.

The blood oozed from the thrive the last one rather the first one
Was all red but the shrug was green in the other prudence
A bottle lost in the feelings was all sought not the , me.
The bell rang but before mine, the finger opt and I wait

The sounds of the last words is all I reckon the moments
The propelling truth is what I offer today to the day
Was all never ever fading, all the while even while being not one
But it seems I was out all out of the line, just to the day….

reality

The burning feeling in my throat
The pain almost amounts to what I feel in my heart
But this time I inflicted this upon myself
Hoping at the same time I'll improve all my flaws that turned you away
from me

I look upon myself in the mirror
I still don't like what I see in front of me
I see the residue of you around my mouth
The remains of your kisses on my cheeks

I can feel your breath whispering across my face
It sourly reminds me of the harsh winter wind that struck my face the day
you left
The irritating memory of the scent of your clothes burn my nose
They sting like the fumes that float off a just stricken match

I can still feel you uncaring arms around my waist
I feel myself wrapped around your finger by your words
Bound and tied down by the deceiving lies you spoke
Paralyzed by the sweetness that captured my attention without a second
thought

I can sense your presence over me
Like a shadow that won't go away
I feel as if I have no way out
No light to guide my path

I know that this won't last forever
Just until the day that I'm ready to let you leave my mind
Obviously I'm not ready yet
For you have lingered in my thoughts ever since the day you left

I still dream of the day where I can live up to what you want me to be
The angel I never was
The angel I'm determined to be
Even though I know the day you'll want me again is just a faint hope
inflicted by my imagination

Until then
I'm going to do my best, which might even be the worst thing I could ever
do
To become what I think that I am not, what I hope that I'm not
Which is something I'll later regret