Open Wounds And Clinging Hearts.

The wounds never heal,
Forever they keep coming back.
My smile's worn out and fading,
Once again, happiness I do lack.

The songs I listen to bring me back,
To the times where nothing mattered to me.
My tears cascade; can I make it through?
Why do I tell myself this must be?

I push myself from what I feel is love,
This isn't meant to happen at all.
A smile comes but it must be denied,
Never can I stand, so I must fall.

Here his heart lies, in a tomb before me,
But I must hand it back, bruised and sore.
An apology won't make up for it,
But what else can I do anymore?

These songs that sing to me saddened lullabies,
Oh how I wish he knew its how I feel.
Couldn't we find an understanding in between,
The lines that sing the things that are so real?

I couldn't stand the smiles he brought me to,
And the warmth I felt within his arms.
So it's "so long and good night",
As I fall in love with depression's charms.

The scars reopen and the wounds seep,
How I missed the bloody tragedies I made.
My gory artwork no one could ever cherish,
The stories I was hoping could finally fade.

He never knew and I don't think he should,
But this boy's heart is clinging to my hands.
The songs sing a melody that it's over,
But his whispers plead for a different plan.

I feel my heart and brain explode at once,
This is love, and I'm so confused.

Sarah Gammon ©
10/18/05

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