She said goodbye
In her secret sadness
Though she never said hello
It painted the day
In blacks and blues
She soaks her crying
In silent blankets
And hid in her room
Guilt came without knocking
And left a bigger bruise
She couldn't hold on
Wasn't sure she wanted to
She couldn't hold herself together
What could she do for two?
She just wanted to be held
But it was gone in an instant
Left her naked, cold, sad
And the hole held her gaze
Searching for a plastic smile
In her other pants.
I can't hold the fort alone
Or sit on a horse so high
Who deserves the bigger hurt
Who deserves to be the one to cry?
I'm just a wounded soul
Like her, just like her
A headstrong fool with bleeding eyes.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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1 comment:
I still love this one. . it still makes me cry. . your an amazing poet!
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