Such times create a space to play
To wish, to think, to dream
Brokenhearted children abound
Petting their woes
With the torn branches of a fall tree.
A little scrape or two…
To carve a memory in their arms....
Like leaves
A vein.
For blood,
For blood.
Aghast at the thought of such a lie
How I’ve lied to you.
How many times I've covered my mouth
At the risk the screaming…
Hitting,
Hurting,
A broken little body.
Such times create a flood of salt
Tears behind screens,
Behind a falsification of the truth
But ill save it.
Ill keep it in.
Just to save you the trouble
To placate the nightmare of what everyday brings
In ones, threes, and sixes
They come in spells like ghosts in the night
Sometimes the sun burns bright in the iris of your eye.
More often….
Not.
But ill stay wrapped in sheets, curtains, and cloth
To save you the sight of a thing like this
A pestilent fool on the brink of reality.
Dancing away in her very own personal….
Shit.
A final embrace for a final grasp
Stare over my crooked shoulder
Into the jeweled eyes of the beauty standing behind me.
And love her.
Like I know you do.
So I can let go
Of the thought of myself…
Being the product of a gaze.
I'd never admit to the salt on my cheeks.
Never.
Just to see the twitch of a smile on such a face….
Who it’s for, I don’t care.
Who sees it, I don’t care.
As long as you’ve got it…
I'll stay covered.
To wish, to think, to dream
Brokenhearted children abound
Petting their woes
With the torn branches of a fall tree.
A little scrape or two…
To carve a memory in their arms....
Like leaves
A vein.
For blood,
For blood.
Aghast at the thought of such a lie
How I’ve lied to you.
How many times I've covered my mouth
At the risk the screaming…
Hitting,
Hurting,
A broken little body.
Such times create a flood of salt
Tears behind screens,
Behind a falsification of the truth
But ill save it.
Ill keep it in.
Just to save you the trouble
To placate the nightmare of what everyday brings
In ones, threes, and sixes
They come in spells like ghosts in the night
Sometimes the sun burns bright in the iris of your eye.
More often….
Not.
But ill stay wrapped in sheets, curtains, and cloth
To save you the sight of a thing like this
A pestilent fool on the brink of reality.
Dancing away in her very own personal….
Shit.
A final embrace for a final grasp
Stare over my crooked shoulder
Into the jeweled eyes of the beauty standing behind me.
And love her.
Like I know you do.
So I can let go
Of the thought of myself…
Being the product of a gaze.
I'd never admit to the salt on my cheeks.
Never.
Just to see the twitch of a smile on such a face….
Who it’s for, I don’t care.
Who sees it, I don’t care.
As long as you’ve got it…
I'll stay covered.
