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Mar 16, 2009 00:47

You say that I'm strong
but I'm not strong dear I'm just broken.
I'm in a pile on the floor
deaf from all of the words that have been spoken.
I need to get new blankets
to get you out of my head.
You were feeding me fables
while we lay in your unmade bed.
The songs that speak of defeat
sound just as they did that day.
And thoughts bubble in my head
but there is nothing more to say.
I heard the birds outside
they were calling and cooing my name.
But I did not leave your bedroom
because I knew I would  never be back again.
You promised things
that in the end were too much to give to me.
But it seems you gave them up to others
far more easily.
I know there's a different way
I know in my heart there is a different path.
I have to find another direction
still I can't help but look back.
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