II. trenches

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i can feel your eyes landed on me

i can see the flaws in my speech

every blank space i have to fill

singing through gritted teeth

these lies are out for you to believe

there's no lesson left to teach


death doesn't always bring the grief

the storm came, and i couldn't breathe

i'm a victim of the things i did

even though it swept me right away

just one yesterday could save

all the good things i ever made


letters scattered like they're trash

i look up and you're not there

and i'm wondering if it's fair

you'll never know what i'm about to say

but maybe it's for the best

maybe you couldn't stay



you said it wasn't a fucking war

but you're ready to fire your gun

it's not like we never been in the trenches

now we're just a hit and run

i remember, we broke before the fall

and i crashed back to my senses



is this the end of the dream?

to survive, i locked myself up

and i choke on your hard words

before they even come out of your lips

why did you leave me while i was asleep?

why do we always have to hurt like this?


stood back, watching you leave

stood up, tried to hold on your sleeve

and i can't believe that you didn't see

how much you still meant to me

after everything that we missed

we're crashing like smithereens


we're fighting like warriors on a ring

breaking promises, destroying everything

you're not what i expected you to be

i'm here in the trenches, watching

as you try to make your moves on me

blood drops and tears are falling



holding onto sweet memories

they soon will run away from me

sun starts to fade, moon takes place

we had it all, didn't we?

it was all ours, wasn't it meant to be?

now i can't even look at your face


shadows surround me like a showdown

will anybody come and save me now?

armour, don't fail me now, don't fall

fighting like our lives depend on it

all because of a broken promise

i can't even recall what torn us apart


a single shot on a crowded club

we drifted apart like one of us got burned

i'm waiting on your next tilted speech

it never occurred to you that i was hurt

there's so much more out in the world

so i guess i'll wear my heart on my sleeve

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