16 September 2009

Not You

I speak with you yet I don't hear you
I hug you yet I don't feel you
I kiss you yet I don't taste you
I hold your hand yet it's not you gripping

I know there is something wrong
I know that this is something I can't mend
or at least you wouldn't want to give me (us) the chance to

And now things have crumbled
Things have fallen
and you know how devastated I am
I have built a sand castle only to be washed away by the waves
I never had the chance to stop it, I guess I was at the mercy of it

Come to think of it I guess I made the biggest mistake myself
Why have I built the castle with sand rather than bricks?

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