Letters Not To Send

by Zero   May 27, 2006


I thought I could take it
I faked the grin and kept walking
No one even knew
No one even knew
But you did
You knew it would hurt
You knew this would happen
Put down the knife
You're killing me

And you've left me on my own
No more arms to cry in
No more lap to lie in
So here I am, writing my letters not to send

Tearstains on the paper
Running ink into blue lines
You'll never see
You'll never see
But they do
They all see me hurt
They all see this happening
Put down the glue
You'll never fix it all

And you've left me on my own
No more arms to cry in
No more lap to lie in
So here I am, writing my letters not to send

I'll be cradling the bottle in my arms
Asking it to take me for a while
I hope it does
I hope it does
It'll help
It'll take away some hurt
I won't know what happened
Put down the candle
Let me stay in the dark

And you've left me on my own
No more arms to cry in
No more lap to lie in
So here I am, writing my letters not to send

Letters you'll never see
Lines I never wrote
Things you'll never be
Words I never spoke
The buzz is getting stronger
And I stagger into bed
Crying out to someone
To just shoot me in the head
The sight of you is torture
And the thought of you is mad
You'll always be the best worst thing
I think I'll ever have

And you've left me on my own
No more arms to cry in
No more lap to lie in
And I finally finish my letters not to send

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