*june 9th 2005 is the day that me and my gf split up


is it so bad?

the time draws closer
the curtain is closing
my show is over but why do i see
you standing there looking at me
you want an encore but i shall not indulge
as the pain alone would be like a suicide lunge
so i cast myself within the shadows of my own insecurity
to build back up my defences against another of your insurgencies


they say the best defence is a strong attack
so i unload my arsenal and keep my mind intact
convice my soul to be with me on this
this attempt to rid myself of this guilt
this pain, this hurt....of which i am constantly reminded
my death, and my birth perfectly coincided
with that one thing that made my life a living hell
july ninth 2004...does it ring a bell?



but never once did i have a bad thought up to this day
for you i still would pray everyday
but one thing that you can rely on
is that though my heart is weak my will is strong
and my defences are up, my mind is my fortress
my escape from your emotional influence
so that you can stop infecting every thought that i have
and somehow get my mind off of you...is that so bad???




Poetry by Steven Mawer
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Written on 2006-04-25 at 00:22

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