I can't save you.
And you can't save me.
Just a fucked up kid,
Hiding behind a rock or tree.
I was born alone.
I don't know where I'll die.
But as long as I've lived,
I've lived a lie.
My memories are cursed,
With so much pain.
They remind me of what I'm not.
So much disdain.
I don't wish them away,
I want them to stay.
When I think about you,
I have so much to say.
Scared to be kissed,
Scared to be loved,
A murderers hand,
In a soft silk glove.
I just want to know why,
Why am I here?
Why all the pain?
Why all the fear?
So critical,
So judgmental,
All to protect myself,
But life is so simple.
How can I ascend,
The trivialities of men,
Can I cast the needless aside,
And finally begin?
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