Dirty Mirrors Reflect Dirty Lies
Amidst the dust
Lie unspoken truths
That only his memory seem to provoke
Finger prints and a moldy kiss
Evidence of hurt and lonliness
Eyes forced shut and saliva so dry
A cold hand was once placed in mine
Now as I stare at the glass
The dirt offers memoirs
A sort of museum to my eyes
Taking deep breaths
I can taste the time gone by
My dream still lingers in the air
Learning to let go is the hardest part
I have done a job worthy of praise so far
Holding myself together I open the cabinet
Blue bottle and printed paper in my hand
This could be my ticket to sanity
Yet on the same token, insanity
Only time will tell
But in this time dust will collect
And cover lies once more
Lie unspoken truths
That only his memory seem to provoke
Finger prints and a moldy kiss
Evidence of hurt and lonliness
Eyes forced shut and saliva so dry
A cold hand was once placed in mine
Now as I stare at the glass
The dirt offers memoirs
A sort of museum to my eyes
Taking deep breaths
I can taste the time gone by
My dream still lingers in the air
Learning to let go is the hardest part
I have done a job worthy of praise so far
Holding myself together I open the cabinet
Blue bottle and printed paper in my hand
This could be my ticket to sanity
Yet on the same token, insanity
Only time will tell
But in this time dust will collect
And cover lies once more