Sandpaper Dream

Sandpaper Dream

A Poem by Comatose

You should realize that there are things one can't do.
Deny it all you will, but you'll know it's true.
For one, you cannot smile and see.
You can't look through my eyes and just be me.

You don't have wings, so you can't fly.
So tumble back to earth, back into my
Clutching hands, open arms and hollow eyes
Scream my love, for no one will hear your cries.

When you first cracked through and broke my shell,
When I welcomed you to my living hell.
Full of want, need, lust, and desire,
Devoid of earth, ice, wind, and fire.

This is me, this is who I am, what I pertain
Because, my love, I'm not going to change.
Not for you, and not for me.
This is the way I want to be.

I live in waiting, waiting for you to say my name,
Abusing your body, while you take the blame.
And I will smile and laugh at you,
Because, my love, you know it's true.

You smiled at me and let me in.
This was your mistake, giving into this lustful sin.
I will repeat and relish the sound of your scream,
Bouncing off the walls like a sandpaper dream.

© 2010 Comatose


Author's Note

Comatose
This was more or less thrown together on account of boredom...but I didn't think it came out too bad. :)

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Sweet and good for being board :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh my gosh. This was beautiful. Magnificent as always, Twin.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Aww, This is so sweet ^^ Very well done for a boredom poem, good job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


Yeah. I can understand when that happens. And I agree, it didnt come out too bad

Posted 14 Years Ago



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