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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Game over

When the world turns to candlelight and tea leaves
Things are solemn and all I can hear is despair
Deep from within the walls of my chest
I know that I am second best, I didn't pass your test

The crows have made their home in my eyes
I can't tell you what you don't see
Flashing lights and twinkling stars fade my glaze
You're not coming back

Hopeful wishing and frequent dreaming are not enough
Will that ever feel right to me? I guess, we'll see.
I've picked up a brush and have begun to paint the wall you've created between us
It's no longer a devastation but a beautiful creation

The butterflies I used to get when I saw your name
Have turned to fireflies, only to be seen in the dark of night
I can't keep thinking you're going to come back to me
You've left me behind without a goodbye.

When you're in the game
No one knows the reason behind your name
You declare the rules without a care
Well maybe I did care, So there.

Game over.

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