by Marc Cobb

Created on: August 05, 2008

Courage

So...it comes down to this...
One simple moment, a memory of a kiss.
Drawing the lines on your face, I'll miss
Every bit of you, every morsel of bliss.

As I move listlessly about the apartment,
I try to remove from my heart all sentiment.
I believe in the idea of fate, and also resentment.
I want my life to begin again, through false content.

When the day comes, I hope I'll know.

If the opportunity presents itself, I want to show
Everyone in my life, I still have room to grow.
Removing this chip from my shoulder is hard, though.

Oh beautiful ignorance, false sense of security.
Send to the back these images of purity.
I believe in the holy power of my 20 something maturity.
Never again will I fall for the lies of your charity.

Being around you again, brings to the surface
The source of my anger/bliss/pain/purpose...
It's so intense, breathing becomes laborious.
Your image doubles, triples, I lose focus.

Eyes open, I linger in a natural pool.
Lungs breathe water easier than air, less cruel.
Down here in the depths, the blue becomes cool.
Less suffering, less ugliness, less....of you.

Tears blur vision, as they merge.
The salty taste, causes no urge
To leave...nothing left to purge.
Every day I hated, when all I needed...was courage.

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