Poet In The Jar Diaries: Placebo

Saturday, January 3

Placebo

Tomorrow you'll be gone again.
Leaving me empty in my sheets.
I know that I won't be missing you.
I know that you never noticed me.

You will always be placebo.
You will always be a substitute.

But that doesn't mean I can't tell you
Thank you for filling my hole for a while
Even though you'll never do.

Tomorrow you'll be gone again.
And it's strange, but somehow

It will be so much more
emptier

than before

2 comments:

AlevJanuary 3, 2009 at 2:17 PM
This one is pure brilliance, honey. It has such a strong meaning, I love it. <33
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Poet In The JarJanuary 3, 2009 at 3:35 PM
Thank you :)
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My world is like a glass jar that isolates me from the rest of the world, and the glass is the cover that life has placed on my eyes. Inside it I am the poet who hasn't decided whether the lid should be opened or closed - if reality should be welcomed inside, or if madness should be let out.

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