Just like my fingernail that is worn
I had to tear you away
From my heart-
By your scorn I have felt
Just as dead and not half as much wanted.
There is a place inside
That few will ever find the path to
The one you found when you
Took me up those stairs
And fell into my skies,
Held there sweetly as lovers ties
Were born from your hands and lips and eyes.
From that moment you were
Taken by fantasy
Lost within me,
But so much was left unseen;
You left your footprints everywhere
And I actually prayed that
The harsh winds of time would
Never erase a single one.
I would have carried your ghost endlessly
Knowing just someday we might have a chance
At things the way we always hoped them to be;
Now I only try to forget.
It is impossible I know, but slowly
All those places we could go inside,
The ones that only we knew, that made us feel alive,
Pour out of me and swirl down the drain like spiders.
One day I will share this fate
But for now I am reminded
That many dreams are running out
And in this space I find that
Time reclaims Death's title;
Sometimes we get stuck in circles
But the strong still fight the spiral.
In that war I know that I am not alone
Not even now, as the rain falls far too cold,
Leaving only a frozen grave to atone
For the sad death of symmetry:
I've lost the Marshall of my heart
In truth, she was a liar.
As I lay her down to rest
I've kept a flame but lost a fire.