Sunday, February 18, 2018

Ferenheight






It’s raining Alice .
The trees bend in sorrow like the lost smiles hiding under winters shadows .

I hold a hundred notes written in pen
Return to sender addressed to him
He couldn’t see it .

Alice drops face first
In April’s funeral .
I sit here screaming and I’ve lost my voice
He just couldn’t see me .

There’s just no use Alice .
God holds my tears in a casket
Under pillows and dark nights

I’ve made oceans
As I lie alone
Still an orphan to love .

I carved our initials in wood
You carved our initials in pen .

I traded my worth for scars
Only to be stranded and alone .

Alice where is it now we go .
I ask God for forgiveness
Should’ve cautioned all of this
With all the bruises and hand prints
He left on my eyes .

I’ll give you my star I wished on every night
I think she broke some how
Fell from this sky .

Alice make me strong again
Oh my dear you were all along .

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