I can picture you walking amidst the smoke
Adding to it yourself
With a drink in the other hand
Eyes looking for another comfort
I understand searching
And wanting something more
But I never understood
Why you looked right past the door
This movie in my head
Is sad and incomplete
Can I change the story now?
Can I change you?
Somewhere along the way, you were lost
Or maybe you were found
Do you know? Really?
Submersion got you nowhere but drowned
You're hurting, it's plain
I wish I could take it away
But I know how this works
You get through it, not over it
Pain does sit on a shelf
A trophy? Or a souvenir?
Something to take down and wear like an old coat
So familiar
You are your own person
But no human is to be trusted with its own well-being
We fail and fall
We are all crazy, expecting different results from the same actions
Turn back, come back
Take some time away
From all that calms and all that kisses
All that's not here to stay
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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