Misunderstood, ignored and then forgotten.
Pushing me under your rug.
Baby, you sweep over me like a dust covered floor.
But for some reason I’m left wanting more.
My soul’s like a bruise to the touch.
A dull pain that won’t go away.
You’re that deep, dark purple that lets me know it’s there.
I can’t seem to rub it away, I guess it’s staying here.
You’re like a dam breaking,
Letting the waters of self-doubt pour through me.
Washing me away in the mess.
Left with the rubble of us.
A maelstrom force gale.
Striking the coast’s of my sanity.
Beating the debris against me.
Wiping me off the map completely.
We’re a long forgotten song.
The melody eludes me.
But the chorus still lingers
Recklessly echoing, tingling my fingers.
A contrast of rainbow on black.
Just refracting light in my mind.
You’re the prism casting this colorful haze.
When all I want’s the fuckin’ shades.
I’ll vaccinate with petty distractions.
But it’s only a temporary fix.
Eventually, the hope will wear thin,
And the disease of you will creep in again.
Dusk falls, as do I.
Covered in your blanket of shadows.
I want to enjoy the stars in the sky,
But your light pollution hides it from my eye.
But the dawn will come in the morning hours.
Pushing out your dark abyss..
And the sun will burn you away.
Letting me breath in the new day.
Now your letter’s all the remains.
And I’ll bring this match to my brain.
Starting at the corners, flocking up like birds.
I’ll let the flame eat your words.
And burn away the rest of you in me.
And let the phoenix resurrect the life that I forget still idles endlessly.
You won’t keep your claws in my flesh. This wound will scab over.
And I’ll be left without a single thought of you.
And then you’ll be the one forgotten.