broken promise

Jun 28, 2008 22:19

that car that drove away
probably saved my life
but that won't make it easier
all the guilt and strife

The door slammed in my face that day
just a little girl
no hope or promise
as I saw Stacy start to pray

I knew that I was a woman now
I probably already was
that mother fucker took my pride
my heart and my cause

I wither on the vine
running from the snakes
as I watch my sister die now
my whole heart aches

what have I become
can she still hear my voice
I wonder what she'd think of me
if she had the choice

I try to let it bleed it out
it's the least I could do
the horrific idea
it should have been me not you

after all these years
I still yearn for you
it seems like yesterday
I last hugged you....

I still wither on the vine for you.

Johnna
for Stacy
June 28, 2008
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