Waste My Words

Something older.

I waste my words on you-
Hoping to produce something meaningful-
But I was never good at creating meaning-
I was never good at tearing words away
From a heart that wants to shelter them-
From a heart that wants to keep them secret-
But I pick the lock to the vault of emotion-
Shatter the encasing glass; leave it on the floor-
Walk away feeling just as empty as before-
Knowing that I’m sacrificing everything-
For something that is potentially nothing-
Nothing more than the eerie figment of a dream-
A memory that will never come to fruition-
Still a hope festering within my being-
Waiting to break the skin-
So that I might bleed-
Bleed for you, bleed for the nothing between us-
The nothing that produces the words I waste-
Waste on you, trying to create a something-
Something to fill the void-
To make, my hollow being whole-
Make me something more than I know to be-

February 28, 2005

Author's Note

The date on this piece is the actual creation date, I ran across it and thought I would share.

Reviews

[Miss Coral]

Nice piece... the hyphens kind of break up the rhythm for me, but otherwise this was great. The repetition wasn't overdone. Good write.