Iesha's Elegy

I kept running to you
and away from you.
We are older now,
but still kids who dont know how to
settle down.
I wanted to be the tomorrow you
woke up for,
yet things didnt work that way.
You only wanted me,
as I was
or am.
It didnt matter who acted first
because one of us always had open arms,
welcomed with closed love.
Sing it loud:
"This is the dead-end."

I was tired of giving you my hand,
only to draw it back and
find spit again,
again,
and again.
Tell me how tired you were,
thinking we were on the same page,
just to see I burnt the book again
and again.
Embers flare forth like torches held high
to this chest of mine.
Every heart you break
can never amount to
the fire you started to my own.
Any star I wished on to keep
our feelings tame
yielded no results.
Its my fault.
All I own are ghosts
of you in my head.
Smiles forever bright,
eyes eternally deep,
and lost love
haunting me.
Theres no forgetting the first.
Just mourning of the last words.
Sing it loud sunshine:
"This is the dead-end."

At the end of our world,
who came home?
Did I become better
or can you?
Will you be bitter
or do I?
You didn't act like what I knew.
Not a friend,
nor a memory.
Running to you
and away from you.
Waiting for you
and leaving you.
No matter how many tears you cried,
I still remembered dreaming of someone like you.
Walking miles for someone like you.
Only sweet dreams.
I was only dreaming.
I want to sing out loud
until my throat croaks to deaf.
"This is the dead-end.
No goodnights my friend,
just goodbyes to bed."


Later Days