Tuesday, December 07, 2004

incense and peppermints, insomnia and canada

and that night
when i heard
i didnt know what to say
except that it was a mirror
to my own life
its the kind of life
that
shouldnt hurt this much
god damned much
and still does
cause
that lame ryhme
was the best ill ever get
and my god damned arms
are like the tree
that lovers carved
wen they wanted to tell everyone
how much they cared
that was before he hit her
for the first time
and on the other side
they two knew
how much they loved each other
before she was raped
and he dropped out
and they cut down the tree anyway
but my scars wont disappear
like that lost forest
and my feeling
on that night you told me

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