|Turn The Pain Into Something Sweet
||[Jan. 15th, 2015|02:52 pm]
freewrites, dreams, memories...
Writing letters I'll never send|
Trying to turn the pain into something sweet
But you wouldn't get it, never got me
My meant to be, wasn't meant to be.
Pen a line then cross it out
A Rubik's cube mind of jumbled up thoughts
Paint the sky a Starry Starry Night
Do you see what I see?
I held onto hope, but you let it go.
I want to apologise, but I'm not sorry
I was nothing but a joke, a game, a fool
Here I am, a fucking cliche
A guitar in hand and an atrocious song.
But here's the heart-on-sleeve honesty
I want it all back
The horrible misery and heartache
The angry silence and yelling in the street
I don't care.
I just want it back.