chrissy
Ex-Bluelighter
- Joined
- Aug 19, 2003
- Messages
- 971
Broken and Forgotten
Your razor burn is still apparent
I feel it on my skin
The way you linger in me
Your memory draws me in
Until I find myself in the deepest crevasse
Fighting to give up
Struggling to end it
Climbing out of my own flesh
And crawling into yours
Life catches up with you
Time wins the race
And your steps become snail-paced
The sky tries to embrace
The light in the farmhouse
Is your only reference point
But the fog takes over
And the sun blurs your vision
Falling in the dew
Your skin soaks up the wisdom
Time left behind for you.
What are memories but mere facts
Traces left behind
To prove a point that’s long been
Argued
Debated
Won and
Lost.
Your lips your eyes your nose
Your skin on mine, every inch of you
Touching every inch of me.
And in ten years from now
Will you still remember me
As the girl
You punched a wall for?
Your razor burn is still apparent
I feel it on my skin
The way you linger in me
Your memory draws me in
Until I find myself in the deepest crevasse
Fighting to give up
Struggling to end it
Climbing out of my own flesh
And crawling into yours
Life catches up with you
Time wins the race
And your steps become snail-paced
The sky tries to embrace
The light in the farmhouse
Is your only reference point
But the fog takes over
And the sun blurs your vision
Falling in the dew
Your skin soaks up the wisdom
Time left behind for you.
What are memories but mere facts
Traces left behind
To prove a point that’s long been
Argued
Debated
Won and
Lost.
Your lips your eyes your nose
Your skin on mine, every inch of you
Touching every inch of me.
And in ten years from now
Will you still remember me
As the girl
You punched a wall for?
