Failure By Design

People can't help you, so why take the risk?
Their comfort's halfhearted, cliched and brisk.
A failed design turns wheels in your head,
In effect to immortalize words you've bled.
The drink sets in and the world spins around,
Discovering no more than what's already found.
Well these nights are embedded upon your soul,
But I know it's a secret, so I won't say you told.
Manifest your pity and I'll sweep away doubt,
Because lies you pent up are now filing out.
Don't stifle your tears and alter the scene,
It's a memory committed to all you have been,
A paradox to the age of a beautiful you,
With consequence lacking and vanity new.
Pace yourself dear, you've nowhere to go,
The house where you live is no longer a home.
Stagger to my arms but you're not safe there,
Your dignity's wounded, pretend you don't care.
I'm provoking your temper? Well an eye for an eye.
Your heart is so cold that I wish it were mine.
Never known how it feels, to be ignorant like you,
To be selfish, conceited and not have a clue.
You'll never hear this and you won't understand,
A secret I've hushed, says you're not man.
Follow the street lamps, 'til you come back to me,
I'd hold you little boy, but with no sympathy.
Sometimes I forget, it's hard, but I'm alright,
I'll miss you forever, but just not tonight.
Bring me the horizon and I'll savor the taste,
Because midnight is stagnant with no time to waste.

Laura Shaw © 23rd December 2005.