can i spread frustration without speaking?
without parting my lips, except to breathe?
i let my actions speak for me because my words collided with yours
it created tension and frustration
so i left
i didn't turn around to see how troubled you were that night
i promise that it paled in comparison to the anguish each step brought me
my heart pumps your rhapsody
i still lick my lips to the thought of you
so now i'm stuck here in the purgatory of longing for that one goodbye kiss
i try to empty myself of all desire that i crave for you
but the attempt only brings me to my knees
i succumb to your idol
this subconscious social vampire who haunts every thought
i choke on the will to demand patience only to find myself swallowing blood