syd
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Feb 18, 2005
- Messages
- 273
The first two lines are ripped from Chuck Palahniuk…I think.
The truth is you can be left alone again and again
The truth is you always will be
You wait for months hidden in a black blur of self-loathing
Drenched with whiskey in staggering amounts
Awaiting the same stale yet fluctuating promise
Somewhere your constant savior is waiting
You bite your lip and tongue the wound
A tenant of the weak and feeble mind
Hatred glossed over with valueless details
You bade them all welcome
Knocking your drinks back to the ice spilling point
Your grief realized by the words on the page
The burnt tobacco leisurely rising into the air
The pinhole burns in your white t-shirt
The sadness that feels like something so deserved
Glimpsed in her ruined necklace
The white pearls scattered and rolling across the hard wood floor
Gently folding her sleek black dress across your arm
The truth is happiness never leaves a scar
The truth is it never will
The truth is you can be left alone again and again
The truth is you always will be
You wait for months hidden in a black blur of self-loathing
Drenched with whiskey in staggering amounts
Awaiting the same stale yet fluctuating promise
Somewhere your constant savior is waiting
You bite your lip and tongue the wound
A tenant of the weak and feeble mind
Hatred glossed over with valueless details
You bade them all welcome
Knocking your drinks back to the ice spilling point
Your grief realized by the words on the page
The burnt tobacco leisurely rising into the air
The pinhole burns in your white t-shirt
The sadness that feels like something so deserved
Glimpsed in her ruined necklace
The white pearls scattered and rolling across the hard wood floor
Gently folding her sleek black dress across your arm
The truth is happiness never leaves a scar
The truth is it never will
