Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Not Titled Yet...

Alright, so...
Maybe I am crazy.
Maybe we're both crazy, or we're just falling behind
On our plan on how to break out of this no-star town
What happened to those good old days? when we didn't know "love" meant
And the stars never refused to shine
What's going on? when I wake up what will I find?

You're the teenage queen and the chosen one
I'm the desperate hero with the loaded gun
And we're both just trying to hold on for as long as we can
Before they take back all the hopes we had borrowed that night
(That was so long ago, I can barely remember)

But wait!
It was 1993, and you and me
We were at a party, it was a summer Tuesday night
And with the stars overhead and my hand in yours
I could have sworn everything was gonna come out right
And maybe it was just the light, but your eyes went on for infinity
And they stabbed right through me
I guess it hurt, but still; ecstasy

And even though it's been so long
When I read the words you write at night
Shivers slide down my spine

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

wow.....i just got moved by that poem. ROCK ON (witcha bad self) WALTER!