So full of words

Don’t know what I’m saying.

Try to make you listen

but emotions are unspoken.

And the tears that glisten

down your pale face

are the words that I’ve

been trying to say.


We don’t know what is wrong

so we take it day by day.

I’m standing on a tightrope

destined to shake and sway.

I am mortal.

So in broken pieces

I will remain.


Wiping away your tears

won’t keep them from falling.

I know I am the blade

that has cut you so deep.

Against my will I hear death calling

and pray that in my eternal sleep

a new love will be made

that you shall keep.


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