I read your veins like lines on a map

But I got no destination

See the smoke and the signals rise from my breath

And the flames are cold and patient

I filled you with a wonderland

Born of my imagination and

Go, I can't

Cause my demons tied me down

With silk chains wrapped around

We will never have again what I thought we had. That's all that matters. How does one go on from there? I knew how to leave a bad marriage. I don't know how to leave what I thought was perfect, even after 6 days of proof yelling in my face.I wish I had died last week before I knew.

when I fell off our love and landed in hell

there were all these wounds

I thought you'd heal

but you were too afraid, you said

I wailed and cried

and demons growled

unloved, unloved, unloved

Did I mention I'm in school again?
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"And in the winter city, the rain cries a little pity.”

Streets of London, Ralph McTell

Pretty numb today.

That's a lie.

I'm half black ash and half bleeding wound. I ran through the fire to get to the other side but now I'm trying to get back in. The lake is frozen by our dock. I stood outside and willed myself to run there. My legs became too cold ( Read more... )