Monday, November 01, 2010

ever so

I'm hurting
Ever so slightly

I can't read you
I can't read you as easily I do an open book

I can't read me
A novel I can't seem to decipher

A dysfunctional disease it is,
my blindness

I walk around with my eyes closed
my mind opened
my heart shut

I walk in darkness
blind
and
cautious
and we all go bump in the night

I hit
and I miss
I hit
and I missed

I'm hurting
I'm hurting
Ever so slightly
Ever so

And the thing that hurts the most
Is the possibility that you have no idea
No clue at all

You're blind
I'm blind

We all go bump in the night

and still

I'm hurting
ever so slightly
ever so

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