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Comfort(revised)
It tastes like a broken promise
It feels like my tears have softened
The skin on my cheeks
My throat aches from the screams I
have silenced
I have to hold it back
I'm shaking, I cannot stand
It feels like the familiar Sting
of my selfish heart
Why Her,
And Not me?
I turn up the Music
And collapse under the Lyrics
I hold my Guitar
Like it's going to save my life
I hug it's upright form
It keeps me off the floor
At least
I don't have the strength to play
I can only cry against It
As I wait and wish
There was an easier way to accept Reality
Why Her,
Not me?
The is No Answer.
 kazuka78 · Tue Jan 05, 2010 @ 12:32am · 0 Comments |
