i took a rusted coin out of my pocket today i had time to think it over but it made no sense to me i had time to spin it around but i could not catch it, i was too late i don't want to be with me anymore i don't want to see me anymore you brake the water with your ankles wrapped around your waist you make me sane when all you do is stay you make me happy when you cry with me you will be my life you will die with me i crushed my head from hiding under the bridge i took away my perfect sense to make way for pain you were too late i don't blame you anymore i cannot feel you anymore i brought life very close to me i blamed myself for being me i tried to fight what i could not see i tried to lie to someone that was inside of me you could be free you should be me ©1998 JMS Please send comments on this work to JMS Back To Poetry This page hosted by Geocities