Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Split Infinitive

Split Infinitive
Epilogue to the Shock 

On the night he died
I barely cried
As though none of it was real
Arms broken by steel
Till he could no longer feel
But my heart is still here
To quietly live
Split infinitive

I was whole before we met
But one drive was all it took
A piece of me I held so dear
Captured by the rook

He reminds me everyday
Of my sanity astray
As his ghost haunts my life
He hunts my strife

So the hole he left, I fill with the unholy
Acts of intoxication and carnality
The smoke takes my air
The coke takes my cares
The whiskey on my breath
Only pushes me towards death
I can’t keep him, but I can’t let him go
I’m sleeping with an angel

This relationship is harder than most
I fell for a man, I’m dating a ghost
But his spirit can never give me back
What his body took that I now lack

I’m losing my grip, it must be a dream
I want to wake up, I thrash, I scream
But nothing changes and I’m still lost
In over my head, and all with what cost

And while I try to set myself free
He continues to love, unconditionally
Because in that night, he’s the one that survived
While a part of me split and then silently died

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