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
A
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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