Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Wake up Call.

Is it enough to say you’ll hate me in the morning?
As sun rises you’ll despise the sight of me for all the good I’ve done.
But that was the point.
I was never meant to be a hero, only a fixer.
I was what you needed, though not always what you wanted.
And you’ll hate me for it once your night time ends.
With clear mind and cutting conscience you’ll realise what I’ve become.
The infinite ways I played the game to get my chosen outcome.

That’s ok.
I’ll smile and walk away and you’ll forget I ever was.
Time healing over tenderness, memories fading in the fog.
Love, to hatred, to nothingness.
That’s my only solace, that you’ll not hate me forever.
Just long enough.
A life time in a mornings worth, to purge away the pain and hurt.
I’ve been your rock and solid ground, now I’ll be your focal point.
A force for you to rage against.
Yes, I lied to you when I promised I’d be here forever.
I knew this day would come.

So hate me in the morning.
I promise, it's ok.

-K