Jan 15, 2007 14:20
The clock chimes midnight
and I can't say I blame you
for placing me one step behind
The clock chimes one
and as the pendulum swings
I feel as though I've fallen off balance
The clock chimes two
and my eyes can't help but avert yours
Nausea fills my lungs
The clock chimes three
and my stomach won't stop churning
to the melody of past failures
The clock chimes four
and my mind is racing,
thoughts flooding my ears and my mouth
The clock chimes five
and I keep my lips locked
for fear of picking the wrong battle
The clock strikes six
and misunderstandings linger in the air
and the hope that they will be soon be understood
The clock chimes seven
and I thought you were in the palm of my hand
but it turns out you were 5,000 miles away
The clock chimes eight
and with that look, I know
you never had the intentions I once thought
The clock chimes nine
and I turn over in my bed,
my blanket protecting my heart and mind
The clock chimes ten
and I have a feeling it's time to let go,
throw out what's meant to be trash
The clock chimes eleven
and my bed is made up,
and so is the smile I've plastered on my face
The clock strikes noon
and I can't say I blame you
for leaving me one step behind