running on glass with bare feet

chasing cars of dreams

on glass with bare feet

your eyes in the rear view mirror

i know you see me but you keep driving faster

im pretty sure our past is in the past

words and promises that just weren't meant to last

 

my eyes are fixated upon the rotation of the clock

while your eyes fill up with tears as you begin to talk

ill try to hear you out

but months ago those words you said began filling me with doubt

 

you slammed that same door in my face

time and time again

while looking in her eyes

and sliding off her pants

she called me up just yesterday

apparently she loves me quite terribly

but to take your girl from you

would be pouring salt into an open wound

 

you really shouldnt tremble so much baby

if youre going to slide your hand up my leg

your lack of trust and indecisive mind

doesnt make your wrong doings right

 

why don't we start on the couch and end on the floor

sweetie do the words i keep saying make you want more

are the unfaithful daily events in account

for the breathing of i love you's with eyes shut in doubt

 

did you know i used to cling to the words you'd say

about how we could make sweet love all day

well baby im sorry for your luck

but now all i see you as is a quick 5 minute f**k

 

how is it now that im pushing you against the dresser

with my hands undoing your pants

have you ever felt so alone

with my spirit gone

and you knowing underneath i no longer care

 

your breathing's getting louder

breath's in place of words unspoken

f**k me like im the only one

baby keep lying these games are starting to get fun

 

im ripping your heart open at the seams

with your ammunition and feelings of deceit

im chasing cars of dreams

on glass with bare feet

 

Reviews

[E. Maggard]

Ouch. This is a femme fatale. I love it.
"you really shouldnt tremble so much baby

if youre going to slide your hand up my leg

your lack of trust and indecisive mind

doesnt make your wrong doings right"
very strong because it's giving instructions- so the narrator is in complete control.

[Butterflymom]

This is an intense piece, and the anger jumps off the page. Very well done.