(You) Love Me Like You Hate Me

Saw you in a dream
I wanted to scream
Cry, beg, and plead
For you to be rid of your greed
I wanted to hear you speak
And not always seek
Solace in a drink
Too consumed to think
To know there is more
Never think to leap beyond the shore
As you have done
Finally found a way to run
From twisted fears
Lose sight of the seers
Hope for the best
Weightlessness of a jest
More than true
Tangible thought could not construe




by apollocrunk
posted on 07/19/2008