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There's a sadness

That can't be cured at times

Not by drawing or singing

To tunes and rhymes

Maybe a heartbrokenness such as this

Could open my eyes

To break my ignorance

And see your lies

But even then

I doubt the truth

I wander blind

As those of youth

So where was I

When this ll went to hell?

Was I still asleep?

Was I safe in my shell?

Well my shelter is broken

And I'm exposed to it all

I'm beginning to regret

When for you I began to fall

So bind my eyes

And blind me once more

Turn off the lights

Lock the door

I'm swinging blind punches

As you two laugh at my pain

The sting of your words

Are driving me insane

Beaten to a pulp

You take off my blindfold

You kiss again

In each other's warm hold

A white fury inside me

Burns like a flame

I leap from my position

And cry your name

But you're long gone

It's clear to me, though,

I wish I would've stopped

His voice from taking you

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