Gorilla in a Backpack

Quemis

Sometimes when I'm feelin' mighty brave like
I go on through the store of what has been 
I find the warehouse in there almost empty
'Cept for the pain I'm always wadin' in 

Few lights snap when finger finds the breaker
Harder to see each time that I come here
Been burned by the damn thing more than a few times
Scars mark every night that I draw near

Still some treasured things here under water
Hard to see it clear or feel it new
But though the years make it all foggy heavy
I feel the warmth and know the love is true 

Winter flying by through pines and starlight
Abstract sunrise wonder tired warm
Is that family smeared into my hindsight
Dancing orphans smile in the storm
Honesty wrapped up in paint and promise
Tunes on lips that are the first to sing
Is that sadness inside of a slow kiss
We're so small compared to everything

Why do loving fires fade from capture
And where have all the mundane moments gone
Though I left this place to cold abandon
Monsters clear as day are locked in song
No pain or water serves to dull their shrieking
And they make up the most of what is here
But I am dulled to their chatty horrors
Just wish that I had something from those years.

  • Author: Quemis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 12th, 2023 05:54
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