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I don’t miss who you are now
I miss the portrait in my head
But I guess that I just reap what I sow
You left me good for dead

Do you love who you were then?
Ignorant, naive and innocent?
Terrified, shaking, and loving what you can,
Remember what you were back then

In the limelight you shone like stars
In the shadows your grin was large
But all I remember now
Is you limp neck, dangling from that bough

I held you note like it was God
And your blood like my own tears
Survivor’s guilt and blades are all my canon fod,
And man, it’s been some years

And nostalgia’s got me trapped in a cage
My warden speaks to me in rage:
“All you have to do is give up on the past.”
Even if I did, it wouldn’t last.

In the twilight the noose was frayed
And your eyes were dulled and grayed
But all I remember now
Is prayers, and bloodstained vows

I miss who you were then
You’ll never smile again
I wish I left too
‘Cause I just miss you

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