turning
You question the stability of your own stomach
And wonder why this has afflicted you
(it’s the urge to kill something
beautiful as it may seem during
the flushed rush of passion
you still have regrets somewhere inside)
You rake your disease
Across my skin
I thought you were my rock
I thought you were my hero
You were supposed to hold me up to the moon
And let me collect the stars in my purse
You held me too long
(in a way so wrong)
You held up something fragile
To a light too harsh
Turning it slowly
Studying the best
Most thorough
Way it could be broken
Before you smashed everything soft
And innocent
(you still love me, don’t you?)
Then turning
And studying the best
Most thorough
Way to twist the words
And blame the fragile
For letting itself be broken
(you made the scars on me
and inside of me
NOT ME IT WAS NEVER ME)
For bringing on the surge
That killed it
Before it knew what innocence was
Leaves dull
And drop away
Warm breezes give way
To icy winds
Lines are added
Layers are added
Years are added
The wheel turns and turns
(the way you turned the world inside out
That day that it held its breath)
The wheel turns and turns
And still I slip away
(the final sigh was not relief
but sorrow)
Into the darkness
You pulled over me and tucked in tight
When I outgrew the stories
That you once told
I do not remember their names
But even then I knew the happy endings
Were lies
And wonder why this has afflicted you
(it’s the urge to kill something
beautiful as it may seem during
the flushed rush of passion
you still have regrets somewhere inside)
You rake your disease
Across my skin
I thought you were my rock
I thought you were my hero
You were supposed to hold me up to the moon
And let me collect the stars in my purse
You held me too long
(in a way so wrong)
You held up something fragile
To a light too harsh
Turning it slowly
Studying the best
Most thorough
Way it could be broken
Before you smashed everything soft
And innocent
(you still love me, don’t you?)
Then turning
And studying the best
Most thorough
Way to twist the words
And blame the fragile
For letting itself be broken
(you made the scars on me
and inside of me
NOT ME IT WAS NEVER ME)
For bringing on the surge
That killed it
Before it knew what innocence was
Leaves dull
And drop away
Warm breezes give way
To icy winds
Lines are added
Layers are added
Years are added
The wheel turns and turns
(the way you turned the world inside out
That day that it held its breath)
The wheel turns and turns
And still I slip away
(the final sigh was not relief
but sorrow)
Into the darkness
You pulled over me and tucked in tight
When I outgrew the stories
That you once told
I do not remember their names
But even then I knew the happy endings
Were lies