Thursday, February 11, 2010

You Win.

Wish me away.
I will go.
I have no reason to tie myself to this place.
Yet I have conditioned myself terribly, and you do not wish me away.
Therefore, I stay.
You draw me to you.
I'm too exhausted to struggle.
I'm too tired to win, to walk away like I should.
It haunts me, yet all I can do is sleep and know you will always prevail.

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