March 7, 2014
12:12am
12:12am
Brenda
Life would be better
if
I'd unlock this jail
To
my personal hell
That has consumed me for years
Surrounded by my ill little fears
Of being left alone
As I wait by the phone
For your next...
but
You didn't call
I stumble and fall
Of the guilt of it all
Now you're gone with
My heart
Shattered broken in parts
Tiny bits and pieces
Between
every fold and creases
My
Life would be better
If
I'd just written a good bye letter
I'd didn't know any better
So I gave you another chance
Cause I wanted to dance
With my one true love
Instead you had other plans
to use your hands
To explain the plans
love is pain
This is insane
Broken and stained
caught in this mess
shattered and yet
loving you still
As you beat me
to death
you're what I know
but
I have to go
so
I can be free
to love you
forever
even when you didn't
want me
if
I'd unlock this jail
To
my personal hell
That has consumed me for years
Surrounded by my ill little fears
Of being left alone
As I wait by the phone
For your next...
but
You didn't call
I stumble and fall
Of the guilt of it all
Now you're gone with
My heart
Shattered broken in parts
Tiny bits and pieces
Between
every fold and creases
My
Life would be better
If
I'd just written a good bye letter
I'd didn't know any better
So I gave you another chance
Cause I wanted to dance
With my one true love
Instead you had other plans
to use your hands
To explain the plans
love is pain
This is insane
Broken and stained
caught in this mess
shattered and yet
loving you still
As you beat me
to death
you're what I know
but
I have to go
so
I can be free
to love you
forever
even when you didn't
want me
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Silent Stalker
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