18/04/2010
I don’t want you anymore, not the you that you are
A guarded man afraid to feel, and afraid to live
I remember how you were, alive and permeating
Your essence overwhelming, I longed for you always,
You did with fire, felt with wildness and just loved
Oh how you dreamt, and Oh the passion. Not anymore!
I see a shell, a shadowy creature once a stallion
Giving with reserve and wanting with restriction
Poh! Now what kind of feeling is that? Or living?
Lacking in purity, pleasure, freedom and ecstasy,
Robbed of its core, of its magnificent beating heart,
I can’t live like that, I don’t know how, don’t want to
I don’t want you anymore, you are no longer whole.
Megs' 