Something in the way: November 2003

Sunday, November 30

What If Judas Had Repented?
I give in to the sunlight
with a cord wound like a necktie
no one at my backside
except the only tree in this field

Aren't I just like you
I'd give away my life
but my spirit's headed south
my body's spinning 'round
I'll raise my eyes to you
looking to the sky above
something takes my hand and leads me away
down into the floor
as the sun goes farther down on me
is this the way it has to be

I know you'd never kiss me the way I kissed you
I remember the night we dined and died
you gave me life
like bread and wine
I pushed aside
our lives for thirty pieces of mine
and left you to bear the shame
my guilt, my crime

Am I so unlike you
or were you another man entirely
does my kiss embue my heart upon your cheek
was it you that left me hanging
or the cord I wound around these branches
Aren't I just like you

I am so unlike you
you gave and I dipped the morsel
left it to mold by the wayside of my heart
I washed my hands of your blood,
spit it at your feet after you washed mine
oh why did you treat me so kindly
I left your bread behind
abandoned the twelve with a tree to my back
I'm just like you
except that you can heal the wounded when you bleed
and you'd forgive a man who can't forgive himself

No one watched me tie the knot
No one heard my guilty silence
No one saw me struggle for life
No one but you
and I'm sorry
Aren't we all capable of this crime
Now we all need you
I know I'm nothing like you
I am nothing
completely incomplete
And no one cut the rope

I give into the sunlight
it's loneliest I've ever been
I'll always be without You
though my sanity returned to me
here I'll stay to hang forever
in one way or another
drowning in air beneath the sky
and I'm sorry for the kiss
and all the lip service
I'm sorry, Jesus
I'm sorry
Sorry...I
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posted by Deirdre at 12:10 PM

Wednesday, November 26

Thoughts on years past
What ever happened to my innocence?
I'd kill you to get it back again.
What ever happened to my better memories?
They're fading to the back again.

And somewhere in between me and the edge of the knife
lies the answer I've been looking for, right?
Everytime I dig in deeper, yet I pull it back before the bleeding.
What ever happened to my future?
Could I kill you and take it back again?
Could I live in the past again?
Only a while, my friend.
Only a while, my old, dead friend.

posted by Deirdre at 9:57 PM

in love and denial
I didn't notice
I pretended you didn't
and neither did I
you didn't notice
who were we fooling
both of us were crazy
in love and crazy denial

posted by Deirdre at 9:16 PM

Thursday, November 20

What if
I heard the news
did you hear it, too
did you hear my heart break
I told you wait
you took your time
you took mine, too
you took it away from me

when all I wanted was another hour
you gave me sand
I let it slip away
her hand was all I wanted today
you gave me it,
and let it slip away
you left me standing in the front
of everyone in more tears
than these eyes would let on
cause they're on the floor with me
and my hands are tied my back
and I'm searching for life in hopeless faces
red-eyed
all my lines defaced

GOD it hit me like a brick
you left me down to search the floor for it
but all I found was the uncertainty
that death may find us before we do
and take what's ours before it's earned

Hallelujah
I don't understand, Lord
I don't know what you'll do
I pray that this is not your hand

it's in your hands
I'm underneath
and drowning in your teary palms
I bury my tears and doubts upon the surface
it's all there for you
but I still don't understand

posted by Deirdre at 9:02 PM