Tuesday, April 10, 2012

(Un)finished business

You and I got unfinished business
And until we settle this
I reckon I cannot care less.

I will be carrying on with my chores
But every thought of you
Pulls my boat back to the shore.

A hushed rage takes over my body
Since my scenarios
Are only the fruit of my fantasies.

It is hard to read between silences
All the answers I get
Are explanations made up in my head.

I am pinning for a slap from reality
A pain so intolerable
For  the numbness to empty out swiftly.

I would rather have my heart explode
My mind be in the clear
Than a riddle that I cannot decode.

You are aware that it will free me
Come set my iced heart on fire
That is the least you owe me.