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The deep fear of one day having nothing left to say |
The words were so sweet and full on my mouth But felt so heavy once they'd been spoken aloud I'd placed my broken shell in your hands Trusting you wouldn't shatter me to the ground Now I write you from a safe void between us Since you'd never tolerate my voice or its sound My chest is still sore with regret when I breathe Forever drowning in wisdoms violent and loud My heart was swept clean and my thoughts tucked away His smile stirred no warmth, while he drifted and strayed My face now a blank canvas with nothing to say He'd broken my heart the civilized way In a sleepless state I'd be drunk with dread That one day we'd have shared all the thoughts left to be said The fire grown still and quenched with resentment And the silence stay unbroken across our bed I pictured in dreaming the end of it all I saw your eyes dying, disappointed in me The shadows grew long, your love drew to a halt Discovering the failing woman I can be And in our old-age, so as not to cause an upset Tip our minds, sighing, into the open Your heart now grown numb, you'd never forget And call down a curse on the day that we met So forgive me, please, if I'm trying to save And savour our moments before they are bled Before we grow dim, our arguments thin Tie up your words, it's best left unsaid |