Read My Name Is Yevah :: Who Are You?

i guess it all comes down to this.

the unending circle of sorrow and silence,

and sorrowful silences,

suddenly spiraling,

circling,

circling back.

we ended right back where we started --

i’m new to this, cut me some slack,

i’m not used to not being a part of a pack;

i think i lost track of where we were.

right,

yes, we’re back at the start,

but there is something new in the way you speak --

your voice is low,

low,

hol-low,

hollower and lower than it was before,

the hollow makes it seem like i don’t know you.

your eyes follow mine:

you’re watching and waiting before you invade,

fear coming in wider waves the worse my words hit.

yeah, so i got mad

and i showed you some teeth,

and i guess it scared the shit out of you,

but don’t worry, love,

it won’t happen again,

again,

again.

i forgot where we began;

i can’t remember but maybe

if i try again,

again,

and again,

i can.

the day i saw you, and i mean saw you not saw you, you get me?

i’m stumbling as i speak,

but that’s okay,

because to stumble is to fall

and falling is like failing but reversible,

i can’t fail,

i can’t fail!

but i will fall;

yes, i’ll fall, and when i’ll fall

you’ll fall alongside me,

but you won’t fall with me, you get me?

you’ll never fall with me again,

again,

even if we try to time it.

timing...

rhyming my poems doesn’t lie well with my writing,

my words that chime,

chime,

in no order but their own,

chime like my mind chimes with no sense in it.

i try to make sense of it all,

i try,

try,

cry,

i cry for you and i

but neither you nor i

can do much more than try

and cry

and sigh

and die,

no, that’s not right,

we won’t die, not ever;

i will die and you will die, but we won’t die, you get me?

i swear, the damage right now is just the regular wear-and-tear,

i swear!

it’s not fair that i can’t withstand your stare,

staring into my eyes as if they’re staring back.

oh god,

please spare me from you,

but... who are you?