Still Waters

A Boy With Roses

There was a thrill to be found                                                                                              

In the flood of lights, but now they're fading                                    

I've been creating a space to breathe, but now I'm polluted                                          

The sun sets on a blue lake  

 

I pray for forgiveness, how you made me hate myself                      

I tell myself to keep my eyes vigilant                                                          

I tell myself to keep my mind insane                            

Can I trust you when I've been bitten?                                                

Can I love a man who stole me from my dreams                                                          

And filled me with a false sense of hope?                                                                              

I've laid down my cards, ripples in still waters                                                                          

I think your heart is frozen and you know it                                          

I tried to warm it but you push me away every time                                    

I reveal myself and you take my kindness for granted                                              

Kindness for weakness, when I can't overpower you                                                            

I go back to the lonely pain in my bed                                        

The bells in my head, social psychological dread                                                                        

Morbid propensities in unforgiving cities                                                                        

I would fuck you a million times and turn into a gun                            

If it meant I could end our misery

 

The taste of metal lingers, faint echoes slip through my fingers                                      

When I repeat myself, a prayer over and over                                                                    

I come undone, unravelling strips of earth's fabric                                                        

Bubbles when they burst and I possess no more hope                                                          

But a flame faltering and I'm wishing the stars would rain 

 

There was a thrill to be found                                                                                              

In the flood of lights, but now they're fading                            

I've been creating a space to breathe, but now I'm polluted                                          

The sun sets on a blue lake.

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 27th, 2021 15:37
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