the clock's broken - or frozen - the hours refuse to pass
"you shouldn't have" oh really?
i had more to lose than you ever would
you would say anything to stop me from leaving
i'm stuck in the present daydreaming, or scheming?
(is there even a difference?)
teetered on the fence, four days too long
for you, my muse, i left myself battered and bruised
i can't even listen to music, the sounds drowned out
i know if anyone found out i would completely lose it
now my mind's shifted as these thoughts come and go
thank you, i guess, for now they form in prose
i'll write down all the things i hope to tell you some day
maybe then i'll have the courage to step out of my nest
it's the day the sun shines, the music comes back
everything will be as it was, at last
my intentions were always to go alone
i'm so sorry for dragging you down there with me
if i could, i would engrave our every word in stone
instead, we stuffed them in bottles to be cast out at sea
i tried my best to look for the hidden meaning, believe me
but if you find it, let me know
some day we can look back
with the same laughs we thought we already had
i'm grieving for them
it feels like i'm still at the wake
how long are funerals supposed to take?
i just know this one feels far too late
maybe it'll end once i learn to give more than i steal
i'd say take, but none of it really feels that way
or maybe it has nothing to do with me at all
maybe none of it ever did
i'm mourning a past that never even happened
now i stand in the kitchen
i eat this clementine by myself
and tell myself this is the greatest happiness
i've ever felt
YOU ARE READING
so this is how it ends
Poetryan ongoing battle with past demons, trying to leave behind the bad and ugly and make it out alive with only the good. my apology(ies).