The Inner (Poetic) Workings of

Justin Woodall

Thursday, April 22, 2010

'Concrete Shoes'

Memories like concrete shoes
Hold me in place
Captive as all this hurt burns my flesh from the bone
I am hostage
I can't do anything but wait
Wait for your return
And I wait
Knowing that I don't deserve a second chance
A second glance
I just need you to know that I'm still in love with you
And every second I'm without you I'm a mess
And you inhabit every corner of my mind
Possessing me like always before
You made up everything I am
So in your wake I am nothing
I merely exist until you come back to me
Everything I want to be is far away
And I should have told you just how much I needed you
Maybe you'd still be here today
I guess we always expect there to be more time
I always thought I had more time
To say all the things I needed to say
I never thought you'd take your heart away
Now with every breath I plead
To love you in all the ways I need to love you
To say all the things I never got a chance to say
You're more than a memory
You're everything to me
Sometimes a man has to lose it to know what he can't live without
And I'm holding on to you
Because I can't let go
I'm a slave to this love
Until I close my eyes forever
And yours will be the last name I speak of before I sleep
And your face will be the only one I see once I'm gone.

© Justin Woodall, February 2010

No comments:

Post a Comment