Disposed Poem by Eli Unknown

bring to me some sign of relief
tell me what it is you see
there is a door open for only you to enter
and be a part of whats left of me
in spite of what has happened
i kinda need you around and
if you would be so kind
close the door behind
you
you see
the reflection staring back in the mirror
deep into those pupils that turn into pupils
so you can teach yourself
a lesson so few and far between
do you know what i mean
krispy kreme
saturated in deeply rooted desires
amidst an open fire
flames burning out of control
some sign of hope to take hold
and make this feeling grow old
and past the point of ever returning
my heart its not yearning
for the distant words you speak to fill air
with heat
so many disposable words
no im not hurt
head in my hands
and tears stain my face
as for you - nothing could replace-
the look the feel the fabric
the cotton of our lives