Alabaster jar of love

by Becca   Aug 13, 2010


Well I cant say I imagined myself ending up here, seeing as its the exact opposite of what I planned.
But then again, the plans were never finalized .
I struggle and swallow these nerves,
but anxiety shoots back with a shock.
I want you to know im really trying, trying real hard.
Apathy fills in my footsteps, and to be frank,
it becomes hard to turn down numbness
When its offer is just oh-so-appealing.
So I look down at this cup,
my little escape, and decide
it wont make a difference anyway
Did I say that outloud?
Talking to myself. Hmm.
Yet another custom thats formed due
to your sudden absence.
Well, Ill take a sip and Ill sleep,
yeah ill sleep real good tonight.
Thats one thing I can count on.
The taste burns, however, the smile only grows.
It touches my lips like you touched my heart.
Everything gets a bit easier,
with each tick of the clock.
Wired all night, bibles' been read
to the point of no return, and yet,
these sad songs still play in an all too familiar tune.
This alabaster jar is filled up to the brim
with unrequited love,
Oh, how in love I am with being in love.
As if to say, thats the real issue anyway.

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