-Donatello Giabanti
I sit gazing at the wall waiting
for my sullen eyes to sink through the pillow of thoughts
that has slowly consumed the contours of my body
slowly covering the holes that have widened with each word from your mouth
eating up what’s left of the truth that i have poured out for your satisfaction
that i must surrender to the battle i have fought against myself
that i must succumb to the intensity of your longing
that to lose over this would free me of all anger and hatred
but i cannot accept defeat
i could not bare to see myself naked under your arms
outstretched with my heart opened out for everyone to see
that i have finally given in to its desires
i have finally acknowledged my dreams and now see them as real
but i do
and i am done fighting, arguing with myself
i have now seen my weakness
i have realized that my weapons were no match to the tender kisses u gave
the soft whisper
and the smile you make as you walk toward me
i have now realized
that i am struck
i am stung…
I am… At last…
Overcome…
(june 20, 4:06am, on my bed in my underwear.)
Would you miss me
if I was no longer here
would you notice I was missing
would you even shed a tear
Would you think back
to all the things you never said
would you find time to write that letter
would you wish it had been read
Would you follow me
or try to find out where I’d gone
would you wish you’d made the effort
would you admit you got it wrong
Would you wish now
that you’d decided not to wait
Would you read this in the future
and curse you were too late?