The Limit

The Limit

a cold death stare from the eyes of the broken heart
laid across the floor
knuckles to the door
resting my pain on the table

leaving a sense of happiness
is unstable
looking through me
is like looking through red glass
you can see it all
but it isn't clear

left in the corner with thoughts
unbearable..
the tear hits the floor
as hard as my fist
hits the wall
when you cross the line
break the limit

shamelessly i laugh at the pain
dance in the rain
one more time
before it is over

organized my feelings in
a unorganized shape
when last time i checked
there was no escape..
still here.

the bruises of your words
show across my face
as i look you in the eye
for the last time.
and my smile fades
into another day.

10/23/06