beanpoophead
Bluelighter
I remember when I used to think I was beautiful
And sad songs didn’t make me cry
Because they used to not remind me of everything that is
I remember when I wrote poetry with words
Words like daggers piercing people’s hearts
Mesmerizing the farthest fallen angel
I remember when I was so very strong
Before I found out that the drugs don’t work
And sin is only what you make of it
I remember when I could dream up forever
Imagining my life, really, being tomorrow and the next
With thoughts echoing moments that were real
I remember when I knew what love was
I could throw it as far as I could catch it
Without the fear of time and place and recklessness
I remember yesterdays and all the days before
And how much I used to care
Withered hope like a flower, finished by fall
I wonder if I’ll remember this day
As the one where I was filthy, yet beautiful
Singing a sad song, that doesn’t have words
Because sad songs bring tears
And tears – my only memories
And sad songs didn’t make me cry
Because they used to not remind me of everything that is
I remember when I wrote poetry with words
Words like daggers piercing people’s hearts
Mesmerizing the farthest fallen angel
I remember when I was so very strong
Before I found out that the drugs don’t work
And sin is only what you make of it
I remember when I could dream up forever
Imagining my life, really, being tomorrow and the next
With thoughts echoing moments that were real
I remember when I knew what love was
I could throw it as far as I could catch it
Without the fear of time and place and recklessness
I remember yesterdays and all the days before
And how much I used to care
Withered hope like a flower, finished by fall
I wonder if I’ll remember this day
As the one where I was filthy, yet beautiful
Singing a sad song, that doesn’t have words
Because sad songs bring tears
And tears – my only memories
