There is a kindness wrapped in your words
heartbreak too unoften heard
and the tightness inside my chest leaves
me paralysed.
No, I cannot say that you were mine
but I would pretend from time to time
and think about what could've been.
and if I should fall down at your feet
I pray you do not step on me
but pull these strings so tight.
I see the ground as it falls away from me.
I close my eyes and try to breathe
but failure is becoming me.
I do not fear, what is unknown
but now the fruits that you have sown
and everything in my mindβs eye
pulls me further from this cry of wondering.
my breathing seldom strikes a chord
of lovers lost and lovers bored
trapped inside this web of chaos that you weave
with the knife you dug so deep
that leaves me speechless at your feet
and yet these wounds they will not bleed
(denied this fear for seeming weak)
I wrap the cage around my chest
this heart that will refuse to break
but cracks and tears at the seams
(you haunt my nightmares and my dreams)
and I dry my eyes to catch my breath
this beating burns inside my chest
and I am left for all to see
with pieces you have torn from me
and I know that you are not to blame
but my heart is broken all the same
and my footsteps go without a sound
in circles, tandem up and down
the streets I have tread
so many times before today.
I wish you'd give me chance to breathe
and show the tricks left up your sleeve
were merely from another time.
with baited breath, I recite the lines
I always hoped you'd give me time to say
and as you're laying sound asleep
I think about what could've been
and wonder if you think of me...
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