Wistful sighs fill the faded room as memories shimmer past on the breath of hope. Can you see the heartbreak? Can you hear the broken beats? As my eyes pass to you and i slide away the illusion will you laugh and leave or maybe will you hold on if only because its what we both need. Someone to tie us down to reality and lift us up from the danger of this fast taking life.
We try so hard to hold on to who we were, who we used to be. These changing pasts slipping away and falling into the air. The broken innocence of our remembered lives hover about and torment us like ghosts. I want to stop this time. Go back to who i was. When love was real and hope was gleaming. When I was ME and nothing could tear that up. But ive lost that beauty that used to reside. Like a bird leaves its nest my soul fell away. And all i am now is an empty cave. Wont you come and hold together these pieces of what i have left? Will you not stay just a bit longer then the others who all left? but thats not who you are and not how i could be...i can see it in your eyes.
Sometimes it all gets so mixed up. The dancing images and words of everything colliding into each other like watercolor on a page. Churning and swirling into this jumbled mess. I don't think i know any more. I dont think i could tell you who i am if i tried. This world has changed me. Rusted me and torn apart the pages to a book thats only half-written. Ive been pushed and pulled and kicked around and ive hoped to just be home. Im tired now, and war-torn. The dust that used to float around has settled down and wont come out with just a tidy wash. Tide wont clean these blood-stains from my tired feet. And everything i once was has drifted just a bit farther down that disappearing shoreline. Maybe ill just turn around and go home for a while...
