The Scribe

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Pages adding up inside my skull

I wanted nothing more to call

I stride on broken limbs

I do not know who I am

Or who's skin I am in


I cannot hold on to it all

I will fear that final fall

Let us talk of broken things

And all the things I should have said

The times I wasn't there and should have been


I don't know how to say goodbye

And all the days that pass by

I didn't want you to go

And all the feelings I wish you could know

I didn't know how to say goodbye

The way you acted I knew it was a lie

I couldn't watch you go

I didn't know my heart could sink that low


I didn't know how to say

GOODBYE

Last thing I wanted to see is you

CRY

I couldn't watch you

GO

Nothing is more important to me you should

KNOW


Than you.


What a mess I have a made

I just wanted you to be happy

I know we both fucked up

How hard would it be to restart?

I can't go on

Passing you by

Acting like nothing happened

Like it's all dead and dry


Just let me hold you

ONE LAST TIME

Let's try this

PLEASE WILL YOU TRY


I cannot hold on to it all

I will fear that final fall

Let us talk of broken things

And all the things I should have said

The times I wasn't there and should have been


Pages adding up inside my skull

I wanted nothing more to call

I stride on broken limbs

I do not know who I am

Or who's skin I am in


Pages adding up inside my skull

Now all I can is recall

How I lost you;

I want nothing new

All I wanted was you.

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