Comfort(revised) It tastes like a broken promise It feels like my tears have softened The skin on my cheeks My throat aches from the screams I have silenced I have to hold it back I'm shaking, I cannot stand It feels like the familiar Sting of my selfish heart Why Her, And Not me? I turn up the Music And collapse under the Lyrics I hold my Guitar
Like it's going to save my life I hug it's upright form It keeps me off the floor At least I don't have the strength to play I can only cry against It As I wait and wish There was an easier way to accept Reality Why Her, Not me? The is No Answer.
kazuka78 · Tue Jan 05, 2010 @ 12:32am · 0 Comments |