are deafening but clear
No one will miss you
you are wasting your tears
And those years that you gave
will all be forgotten
Like the core of an apple
that's molded and rotting
Upon the cold, frozen ground
that hasn't been mown
Brown, overgrown weeds
have made it their home
Like anyone would love you
what do you have to give
Frustration? Confusion?
Your faith leaks like a sieve
Watch it spill quickly
like blood onto the floor
from a murder victim
gunned down at the door
of the house she returned to
at the end of a long day
with love in her arms
and so much to say about life
Just take the knife and peel the skin
that covers your desire
that masks your sins
Pierce the soul slowly
digging as deep as you can
Let the pain consume your heart
even if you can't stand the sigh
of your silence bleeding out
leaving your heart to die cold
Don't skip the past
just because the wounds are old
They should be the last to remember
though closest to your heart
Go for new flesh --it's tender
and easier to scar...
No one will miss your happiness
as false as it betrayed
Listen to the voices:
Love isn't here
And he doesn't want
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