You know, I never really believed it when you said you'd always be here. Now that things aren't going your way, you have disappeared and left me to ponder what we were. How can anything be resolved if you can't face the truth?

Peel me from this skin, see if either one of us is happy now. All I can do is taste the fear growing in the back of my throat.

Your words always hit home, and I found a way to trust again. But now things are so different, and I don't know the face in my mirror. Seperated from my home, I don't even know you. Oaths to change, oaths to love, but nothing can be proved.

Peel me from this skin, see if you're happy now. All I can taste is the fact that you're not here.

Tell me, how should I believe in what you've said when nothing can be the same, only recycled into this pit that we both dwell in?

I saw your face, I thought everything would be ok, but I was wrong. Instead of gluing the residue to the mold, you only took it farther away. The shelter has worn, but no one can survive...

I hope you're happy now...



Copyright © andthefoolshallburn ... [ 2005-04-14 18:45:19]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments: