because a fool knows a fool...

this piece is completely rash, uncomplicates and has been done a thousand times before... nevertheless, it still feels good to get these thoughts on paper...

 

my mind runs,

blanketed by some

past

that I’ve only just discovered.

 

I knew it all along.

 

I heard it in your voice,

saw it in your eyes

and felt it when you laid your hands upon me.

 

I was not her. and I am not now. and I never

will I be.

 

yet, somehow, you swept me off my feet

and away from what I knew,

and now my life is blanketed in lies and

i don't know at which end lay the truth.

(breath)

 

sleep no longer adheres to my mind-

it wraps itself, lightly, only around my eyes…

 

I don’t even know you.