Thursday, November 2, 2017

The lights are dim, as usual
The seat at the end of this row is still empty
I feel the presence of nothingness
But it could have been everything

Maybe they could have forgiven me
Maybe I could have let it go
What if it hadn't swallowed me?
Is there any way to know?

He speaks with genuinity
The kind I always heard
His actions reaching volumes
That can't be reached by words

And I tried to understand it
The way this passed me by
I think of seeing him here
Hold my breath and close my eyes

And suddenly he's distant
He's too far from my grasp
My fingers tighten on my journal
As if I can bring him back

But there's nothing in the seat left to me
Somehow more painful than when they all left me
I told the world I did not need protecting
And that's when the arrows came flying

It hurts me in ways it shouldn't
To have thought that they were all better than this
But I always end up back here
I always called myself a misfit

Some people just go faster
I never quite caught up
Where's the happily ever after
For the friend who falls in love

But nevermind those troubles
I'm on to new ones now
A man jumps off a building
A girl has hit the ground

And she says it's not the same
Like the telephone wire snapped
But she won't rely on feelings
To try and pull her back

They run, away, away
I won't go out as the pretender
I gather up the pieces
And hold them all together










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