Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Another Love Song


It’s a movie still
Bent frame - 
Wondering where the side walk wondered to 
As I lost my way . 

The piano plays in my head 
As I think of us laughing 
That day under blankets 

Little did I know 
It was all 
Lie . 

The soup is cold on the table 
No one is coming home tonight
Mascara runs like old lip stick stains 
You promised you could never live with out . 

I was your hero 
Kept you all together 
As you broke on the inside 

I’m lost in the black snow 
In my white dress 

They said I never belonged there 
There screaming in silent voices 

Like mimes with white faces 
And these floods won’t leave me alone 

I’m never alone . 

Red lip stick 
Stains the collar of 
Your 
Heart . 

I zip up my bags 
Ask where did the side walk part 
Like a cigarette with out a match . 

I remember this smile 
At the end of the hall . 

You grabbed my hands 
Promised it would be alright . 

Now the cuts were from your knife . 
Heavily stitched 

I was the hero . 
The escape . 

No one there 
To save me 

Left to fall
Apart . 

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