Your words still linger on the air
preserved by a fantasy imagined by a broken child
that grasps at becoming reality
Your voice reaches out to me
saying precisely what I'd hoped to hear you say
but you say it all wrong
Your whispers still ensnare me
determined to crush my heart and shatter my soul
even further than you already have
You keep me broken
Yet at the same time
You hold me together
But you will never fix me
Edited by Sodomize-it Soro, 11 July 2011 - 02:32 AM.