Wednesday, December 23, 2009

You stood like a hero
Over a shining sea
That sea of obstacles just for me
You made me promises
Promises that you couldn't keep
To guide me over this water
And wipe every tear I weep.
The sun flowed behind your back
I smile at the image everytime I'm looking back.
You were such a flame to fire
In a darkened freezing wood
I feel remorse now that I think of it
Not having done everything I could.
My years flawed my chances
And the challenges, you guided me through some
But they were not half the depth of my heart
You've guided me through none
None that truly matter.
I don't hate you
I don't find you disagree
I don't wait for you
To show your glowing face.
I find that you held sins
Accidents you couldn't rid
Sins that ruined your life
An auction where no one would bid.
I've added years to being livid
Thinking you were timid.
I've added years full of fault
I've added to your wounds more salt.
Some of this hold truth
But I don't find you fault.
You were caught in a game
That held only fatal result,
You've added years of an obstacle, yes
You shine over my sea no more.
You've drowned in my freezing mess
An ocean too far from shore.
You've turned into a lesson of dread
of mourning, of sadness, to forgive.
It's a part of my life to recall that you're dead
But to remember you when you had lived.
Sometimes I see your flame under my sea
Sometimes I wish to see the shore
And in your flame it's reminding me
It was always your heart I adored.
You were my enemy
You were my regret
You were my sadness.
You are my hero
You are my friend
You are my guide.

My heart sinks in the sea
Because I can feel you beside me.
You're trying to lift me back up
But I can't decipher happiness
Between myself and this mess.

This statement is half the truth
The other half is a lie.
You stole a piece of my heart
The day you had to die.

These songs
No longer had meaning
These photos
No longer hold depth
How the fuck am I supposed
To find hope,
When all I see is your death?

I can't reedem it
You won't give it up.

I'll never get over it
And that's just how I fucking feel.

Because I'll play truth
While he'll play dead
The rest of the world
A tear won't shed.
So fuck being strong
And fuck the moral to forgive
Because I'll accept being wrong
As long as I can feel what I feel
As long as I fucking live.

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