Tuesday, May 7, 2013

The Hardest Days

Voices Slap the empty air, Drowning the love Tragedy carried away.
The Unspoken Promise to Stay.

Stationary I run thousands of miles closing myself to the faked, forced smiles.
I won't return, I can't face home, The Pictures in my Mind
Of Promises given to Hell
Forever Left Behind

Shattered Light in smothering heat I'm dizzy I'm down on the floor.
Beyond feeling, past wanting more
Suddenly the promise unsure.


Stationary I run thousands of miles closing myself to the faked, forced smiles.
I won't return, I can't face home, The Pictures in my Mind
Of Promises given to Hell
Forever Left Behind

They prod and ask, they want to know "Am I alright?" 
No! Iv'e sold my soul,for love unworthily given
The Promise now taken, now hidden.

Stationary I run thousands of miles closing myself to the faked, forced smiles.
I won't return, I can't face home, The Pictures in my Mind
Of Promises given to Hell
I am Forever Left Behind



If ever I find the person willing to share or even desire to take away my hurt and tears, THIS is what I want him to say.